Waiting. It happens, a lot. Maybe more than we would like.
It seems to be more frequent amongst people who have things to look forward to. In fact, I think that is the only group of people that Waiting affects.
Let me tell you, waiting, especially for someone who is impatient (like me) is probably one of the biggest catastrophes that takes place.
Currently as of today, March 8, 2011 9:19 PM, I am waiting for:
it to be tomorrow
for it to be Friday
for it to be the weekend
for me to get drunk
for me to makeout with boys
I am waiting for it to be the last week of March, so I can find out whether or not I have been accepted into UC San Diego
I am waiting for it to be the April 1st so I can find out whether or not I have been accepted into Santa Clara University and/or Loyola Marymount University.
I am waiting for my body to get skinnier (I am working out of course)
waiting for it to be Prom
Cherry Festival
be done with AP tests
waiting to graduate high school
and most importantly
I am waiting for summer.
Time feels like it's going impossibly slow right now, but I guess when all of these things come and go, it is going to feel like time sped by way too quickly.
I feel as though I should maybe smoke a ton of weed, literally, then when I am done being high, all of these things will have happened and I won't have to wait anymore.
Just kidding. A ton of weed is way out of my budget.
