We keep on forward for backwards is old news...

Guess the time has come to update the blog. Think about two weeks has passed since the last entry and though much has happened since I'll try to stay away from the deep and meaningful, the introspective or the humorous because although there is much to be talked about, Id like to sum up all events as "Im still alive, and breathing", which I guess is quite obvious, otherwise writing this blog would have been extremely complicated. So, Lex is finally back from Rwanda, which means I'm back on the single 2 cm x 2 cm foam square also known as my bed. Each room in the house we are in has been appropriately named in accordance to its comfort and functionality levels. The first room I was in, now occupied by Andrew, I titled "Solitaire" because of its dimensions, its lack of light and oxygen...and because the greater amount of my sleepless nights was spent there...alone, cramped, in the dark, struggling to breathe.
Then, in Alex's absence , I moved into "Forty Virgins", titled so because sleeping on his bed gives one a brief insight of what life in heaven must be like. The room is big, the oxygen to spare, the light forthcoming from all directions, and his bed...well...his bed.. is the epitome of comfort in Sana'a. One sleeps, and sleeps well while on its soft accommodating features. But Now Alex is back, so I'm back into the living room, A.K.A , "the theater", for everything from chewing Qut, reading books, working out, drinking coffee..listening to music and so on, happens in this room. The room is faced directly facing the streets, which gives me a greater aiming position to kill Lucifer, the skanky white dog, who has now recruited two more skanks into his army, all three white, and all three skanky. This room also exposes me to a level of noise compared to being stuck inside the speakers of a heavy metal concert, which definitely aids my sleep....but I did promise, no whingeing in this chapter. Love life here..well, let's say I met a barbie girl, who looks so pretty on the outside, and giggles like a three year old high on cordial. After three dates, I figured I was so bored that jumping from a cliff sounded like a suitable option, meaning I moved on... and am still left to wonder.. will I ever find Miss right?.. the woman who radiates intelligence, witt, looks, warmth and love for others other than how pretty she is, or should I walk through this life alone, with a few kisses on the way?... lol.. over it! N e ways... three weeks to Sri Lanka... I cant wait. I finally received a replied from my dear friend Vernon, who will be waiting for me at the airport and has arranged a room for the first night while I decide what part of Sri Lanka I want to explore. I miss my family to bits...Mum, if yo are reading this out at a Sunday lunch to all the lazy people who couldn't be bothered opening a webpage and reading up ( Granny excluded as she has no net) please speak this out on my behalf. Rebecca and Kris, no greater joy do I have to hear that the two of you have decided to tie the knot.You are both people of depth and character, and both are growing in the knowledge of grace and love for the man up above. What you will gain is a lifetime friendship, a love not determined by situations but steadied in a commitment to love and honor one another through the good and the bad times, and for this times ahead, I wish you both the very very best. Love you both to bits. Jasmin, what can I say, you are the air I breathe. My best friend in so many ways, my sister and companion of laughs who through your love for me manages to laugh at my lamest jokes while refraining from speaking out loud "poor special brother..bless bless". I love you soooooooooo much, and to Dillan, your b/f and one of the softest hearts Ive had the pleasure to meet, even though he tries to cover it with his "Maulry maulry" statements and his strangle holds... bro, love you man, and the girl you have near you is one in a non countable amount, so act accordingly hey:).To Ken, the wise words you left me with still sound loudly in my heart and mind..."George bush is an idiot and boxing is one of the greatest sports invented", however you, mum, and everybody else sitting at the table and beyond knows that you are a man of a golden heart who's qualities are to be admired and impersonated..."except for your hieroglyphic style handwriting. To granny, I couldn't have done this without you. You gave me the financial kick on the backside to get me serious about saving money and taking off on this journey, and I deeply appreciate that you take the time to read and enjoy my blog entries. Thank you once again, and as you may have gathered from the entries, it has been a bit of a rollercoaster ride, but one still very much happening. To rob and tash, what's there to say about you that isnt told by the love you share? Tash, you are an amazing writer and when I get back I want to see your name on the shelves of bookstores. Dreams happen one day at a time, but if you add desire, passion and willingness to your dreams those seeds will bring forth fruit in due season. To Rob, bro u figured out how do do your tax online?..lol.. Bro I love you immensely man, I miss the coffee's we shared on the strip and just catching up with my bro. I hope all is well with your job, that Australia is finally over the whole recession thing and that the days as an apprentice may fly by for you. Look forward to catching up with you. To angelica... You are not at the table, so my words for you will be expressed when I cover you in kisses in Sydney. I love you and miss you so much that words could not convey, but the same can be said about you and Jordan. Best of friends, an amazing future ahead..and Jordan..look up in the sky and thank him everyday for the girl you have by your side. Finally to mum..I love you from the depth of my most inner being. A confidante, a friend, a mum and a provider. Wisdom graces your neck like a necklace made from the finest jewels, and you are a woman who others follow not from words, but inspired by your actions. You could never be replaced, you are and always will be a role model to me, and to say I admire you and love you would be like skimming the surface of the deepest lake, where though only the glimmering light of the surface is visible, there is so much more laying underneath. I love you guys so so so so much.
Lex and I are doing great. Not sure on Lex\s career future yet as he hasnt filled me in, but I will report back on any news.

Much Love from abroad.

Jonathan.( ps.... to Jeffrey... stop looking at the food and go guard the house or something..)