So yesterday I was in the train on the way to tuition, with iPod in, leaning against wall in corner seat, anti-social style. Then I see this girl who looks incredibly familiar, but I can't say. She's got this HUGE pair of sunglasses on that pretty much obscured half her face. But then I saw her dad and knew it was Nicole from my church. I had once fixed their computer, but her dad doesn't go to church. So I sit up a bit straighter, and look directly at them to, sort of catch their eye? I don't know... But her dad looked straight past me like I wasn't there, or like he didn't recognise me, and I couldn't even tell where Nicole was looking, stupid sunglasses. Do you have any idea how hard it is to make eye contact with someone wearing sunglasses so huge you might as well block the sun itself with them instead? No idea where she's looking, facial expressions even invisible. Giant sunglasses need nerfs. Never knew what the deal is with them, still don't. In the end I managed to hold the father's gaze enough to wave hello, and after some brief conversation closed my eyes as if I went to sleep. It was the only way to exit the scenario safely really, since I initiated it in the first place. Sigh, social intricacies.

Later that day, took dad out for father's day dinner at Crown. Yes, Crown again. The place to go in Melbourne.











As you can see, I got a bit bored waiting for my parents arrived, so I just roamed around for a while after tuition. Almost felt like an RPG, all these doors going to goodness knows where. Except, in an RPG you actually kept walking until a guard or something stopped you.





Just some of the things we ordered for dinner at the "Waterfront" restaurant, the food was really quite good.

I was going to say something about the atmosphere, but I think you've had enough of my atmosphere analyses. It's just that it was really quite different from anywhere I've been, if you hung around and did nothing for long enough it's actually quite interesting. Nowhere in Singapore did I ever get that.

Anyway, today is father's day, though not anymore at the time of this writing. Would say thanks, but it's already been done. As if you guys would want to hear that stuff anyway.

A father got home one day, and was shocked to find his son's bed made, and room thouroughly tidied up. And propped up on a pillow was an envelope addressed: "Dad."

With trembling hands he opened it, and slowly scanned the contents. The letter read thus:

Dear Dad,

It has come to the point that I found that life here is no longer for me, and have decided to elope with my girlfriend. I know that we would not be able to peacefully be together while you and mum are in the picture, as I know that you would never approve of her numerous piercings, tattoos, as well as the fact that she is much older than I am.

Joan owns a trailer out in the woods, with plenty of firewood to last us the entire winter. I think hat it's time you let me make my own decisions, as I am 15 years old and more than capable of taking care of myself. Joan says that we will definitely be very happy together, and maybe some day I'll be back to show you our grandchildren.

Good bye,
John

P.S None of the above was true. I'm actually just over at my friend Tommy's place. I really wrote you this letter to show you that there are many worse things in life than the report card under my desk. I hope that you remember this as you open the results envelope. Call me as soon as it's safe to come home.

Love you Dad.

Lol. Good night.