Today was a long day. Thursdays are always long; school doesn't end until five o'clock. But today I had to stay until seven to see the school production of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, the musical. To be honest I wasn't looking forward to it. All day I was contemplating just going home and sleep until tomorrow. All I can say is I'm so glad I didn't. The show was so good I don't know what to do with myself.
At times i forget how much I love my school. I am always too wrapped up in myself and my own problems. But it is nights like these, when the student body of Katte shows how talented they really are, I feel the slight sting of pride. It's weird, I've never said a word to three quarters of them, but I was filled with some kind of joy watching them up on stage and listening to the orchestra. I can't really explain it. I guess it's just school spirit.
Also, watching the guy me and Becks have been obsessing (in an acceptable way, of course) fake love to prostitutes on stage was not a bad thing to witness either.
Me and Becks walked home through town. I love walking at night. Got home at 11 pm. I'm really too tired to speak, been out and about since eight o'clock this morning. But at the moment I'm too happy to care.