So tomorrow it starts, finally.
The suspense has been, and still is, near intolerable.
I know its silly to say that so far that's the worst part of the school year, seeing as thats essentially the only part of the school year so far.
But I feel... restless, and helpless, like I'm stuck in limbo waiting for something to happen and there's nothing I can do about it but wait.
Five Goals for tomorrow:
1. Be On Time (to everything)
2. Do not hyperventilate
3. Do not scream or cry at any point
4. Do not forget anything
5. Do not instantly hate our new homegroup teacher.
Please no-one point out that some of these are highly unlikely...
Things I'm not looking forward to:
1. The performing arts being screwed to hell
2. Meeting our new homegroup teacher
3. Carrying a school bag on my sunburn
4. Facing up to the fact that this is actually real.
5. Getting up in time.
Wanna know something interesting?
Number four (the second number four) is by far the most difficult to do.
We have been talking about this year for SUCH a long time, a huuuugely long time.
One of those things that you talk and talk and talk about but you never expect it to ACTUALLY happen. One of those things that if it were up to us to make it happen, I dunno that it would.
But its not up to us is it, it's up to the passage of time, which is you know. Unforgiving and unyielding and whatnot.
So tomorrow it becomes real.
yay?
PS Dear Fitzy, HAPPINESS IS NOT A CLEAN CAR
