Ironically, I'm not referring to the little clownfish that everyone adores, but the song by goth-metal band Nightwish (And, for those in the know, before they changed their lead singer). I can also be referring to the fish.

The holidays are coming to an end. I look forward to school and, ironically, work. I want a nice load of assignments to busy myself with, instead of lying on my bed and letting my RPG game run on autopilot. I don't even touch the game anymore.

And to think that this was the last span of holidays I could enjoy. I've been warned, before these holidays, that I should play as much as I could - odd words to come from the mouth of lecturers.

And I don't think I have done that. I went to California, sure, and had a whale of a time.

However, I don't feel satisfied.

Maybe, maybe it's been those days of 'work' that I had for the most of this week - the last week of holidays. I had been returning to campus to work on a soundtrack for a friend's film project. I was not ready to return back to school yet, I feel. But, I did.

I think it's upsetted my view of the holidays.

Well, I'll have to change that. Somehow.

But, I guess this rant ends here. I've one last thing to share. I'll just say it once - for the record, and I don't know if it was an accomplishment, or a feat of disaster.

I nearly had my first boyfriend this holiday.