The nerves are starting to set in. At some point in the next week or two, I will be moving to Brisbane. Every day, it feels immensely closer. In just two days, I will own the unit. It feels rather daunting - I'm excited, but progressively becoming more daunted. I'm sure everything will work out, but it is a radical change for me. Another thing both exciting and daunting is that university will be starting soon; that's mainly exciting, and the only daunting element really present for me right now is the need to achieve high marks to qualify for an Honours year. I hope a year off has served to broaden my horizons and sharpen my mind rather than causing my abilities to rust. I certainly have developed an almost obsessive craving for more knowledge, so I imagine that will serve me well. It must be a disturbing sign when you're excited to find out what textbooks and other books you will have to read, but come on, it's history and international relations and it'd be hard for me to be more interested. Though I would indeed be more interested if there were a course on The Role Of Railways In New Zealand, 1863-1983 or something like that. That sounds like such an awesome course, not that anyone but me would take it. Life certainly would be excellent if I found myself teaching just such a university course in Wellington a decade from now.
I did have a nice little rant planned for today, but I've chosen to postpone it as I'm just not that annoyed right now. Sometime in the next few days, I'm sure I'll air my grievances with the U2 fandom. For now, I probably should go and write my Setlist Of The Week article for U2-Vertigo-Tour.com. I don't have much else to say today. Have a good one, folks!