The Saturday.

Life has really gone downhill ever since school ended. I mean, I was thinking the other day how I actually don’t miss school at all, like I can get up whenever I want, go to bed whenever I want, go out whenever I want, and I don’t have any work to do. For some reason though, every Saturday night was a good one, one to remember. Whether it was a party or just going somewhere for drinks and good times, something would happen. It is Saturday, and the plan for tonight is to have some people over and watch some Pokémon... how is that a Saturday night? If you went through a time vortex and found me a few months ago and you said ‘hey Cosma, what are you doing this Saturday?’ I would reply with something awesome, like a party or an adventure or something, but now that school is over, all the days have blended into each other and the only days that I can tell apart from the next is Wednesday because of indoor and Thursday because of good times dinners.

I used to watch a lot of TV, so if you asked me what day it was I would know, because Monday would be South Park and Drawn Together, Tuesday was 24, Wednesday was Spicks and Specks, Thursday was more 24 and Lost and Friday, Saturday and Sunday were footy. Now, the only television I watch is music channels, and the only different things on that is that there is a Taken Out marathon on one of the days of the week, but I don’t even know what day that is and I always miss it. Once I stopped watching television I figured out the days with my school timetable, which was easy. I would wake up one day thinking, ‘oh, double English, it must be Thursday’ but now I wake up and I have no idea what day it is. I can assume, I mean my week resets on Wednesdays now, when Wednesday hits I think ‘okay, indoor tonight, then nothing for another seven days and then indoor again,’ rinse and repeat.

It was just the other day that I realised how little I miss school though. Brett and I drove past the school on whichever day it was, I wouldn’t know, and we passed the bus stop, looking at all these kids at the bus stop, waiting for a bus I would assume, and then all these kids further up waiting for their parents to pick them up in their automobiles, all dressed in their school uniforms, I was thinking, I do not miss this at all. I mean I always said that I would, I thought I would, and I always knew that I would but the only part I missed was the social aspect, but now I don’t think I even miss that. I mean I have seen like, everyone, and I still do, the people I want to see the most I see pretty much every day and everyone else I see every now and again. The only thing I really miss is seeing everyone together like that... oh yeah, and the significance of Saturday nights.

Looking at the Facebook events though, I am getting happy... I mean I have three weeks of consecutive parties, and it really makes me feel like Saturday night means something again. At least not this week though... I just can’t wait to watch some more Pokémon... I mean Ash has seven badges, he will be going for his last one soon and then he will be facing the Elite Four in the Pokémon League... amazing times ahead...