The waiting game

It is 12:52 and I can't sleep. I studied. I read for two hours. I tossed and turned for one. And then I finally gave up.

So here I am, curled up on my couch, pretending its not the middle of the night, pretending my whole life is not up in air until Wednesday at noon when the computer screen magically reveals to me the course of my future. This hour of the night is hopelessly philosophical.

And to pass the time I have been googling quotes on waiting. I have this belief that maybe someone else has said it so eloquently that their words will make it alright. However what I found was a lot of sappy junk about waiting for love (*gag*) and then this:

"We must be willing to get rid of the life we planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us."

What the heck does that mean?! I've planned out about 7 semi-lives here while waiting to find out which of 7 places I am going...and I have to give up all those plans?! Stupid quote page...no help at all.

35 hours to go...I'm not going to make it if I can't get some sleep.

Pamela

p.s. Can someone rub my head? It hurts.