my parents bought tickets to the lion king at the boston opera house for 22 january. fucking row B. i have been positively dying to see this show for about 4 years now. they had purchased them as a surprise - the 22nd was, originally, the saturday after my last semester exam. they had planned a day in the city, booked a hotel, made dinner reservations, the whole thing.
thanks to those fucking bursting pipes and subsequent exam rescheduling, it is now the saturday before exams. the most important exams of my high school career. the exams that make or break college. lest you forget, currently i am not definitely in anywhere.
oh, i'm not going to miss this show. i just fucking hope i'll be able to enjoy it.
so much pressure that i can literally feel myself burst at the seams.