Counting Down....

I've been strangely anxious about something all day.

Its sort of like those mysterious unidentified jitters you get when your excited about a party or an awesome movie you've been dying to see. So yeah, its like the bad version of that.

I think the main culprit is the looming school term. It's the Saturday before term 4 begins. Yes, term 4. And that means its exam time, stress time, no party time and (because I'm a extremely paranoid person on better days) IM GOING TO FUCKING CRASH AND BURN time.

So I'm worried that I'm wasting my time today doing nothing before school makes me do a million things all at once. But maybe thats a good thing...

Today was pretty all right. Highlight would have to be going to the Court Theatre matinee of that Roger Hall play about retirees on holiday. Being a Roger Hall play (cited as "New Zealands most trusted play write" lol, poor guy) and being a matinee, it was full of chuckling retirees (and beyonds) reliving their days of travelling overseas as youger retirees.

Being one of the youngest people in the audience, I found myself in a unique position of being able to stand apart from the group of them and spy on their modest admiring glances and moments of self reflection. Even though I enjoyed the play, I was fascinated by the comfort the aged audience found in such a simple reflection of their own lives. Having not had a life yet, I concluded that I have much to look forward to.

But first, its time to FUCKING CRASH AND BURN!