I’ve got that horrifying back to school feeling starting to tremble from the pit of my stomach with less than two days until vacation work begins. Not a moment after I shall be hurtling myself into the world of honours and this time I’ll be going it alone. Good riddance to the lacklustre Varsity College, hello independence. As usual I’m in two minds over the work experience. It’s really luck of the draw on what type of people you’ll be with and the company they’ll be working with so I’m holding thumbs and praying hard for a good two weeks.

This December holiday got off to a bang with interviews, camping and comedy and spun into reading excessively and rediscovering my PlayStation. For the few days of sunshine I managed to snag some beach time and ride to the top of good old Moses (The ever looming Moses Mabida Stadium). I watched more movies then I can remember and even managed to rediscover my tennis racket and play a game that my friend and I both forfeited at seven a piece.

These holidays have been simple, but pleasant. Society is constantly telling us that we’re missing something, that somebody somewhere is having more fun then us, and doing something better than us. Living with this ideology nagging at you ruins the beauty of life. If anything, this working/studying year should be about finding happiness in what you have instead of constantly searching for it.