Waiting...and Waiting...and Waiting.

I would like to say that I have enjoyed summer. It's been good. It's been fun. It's been an awesome experience and I've met some amazing people and made some wonderful friends. God has really blessed me this summer.

However. I am starting to severely miss some very important individuals who will be on campus in less than a month. And as the time of their arrival draws closer, the more anxious I am becoming to see them, but as they are all scattered over the USA, not a one will come earlier to relieve my anxiety. But I'm a thinker, I've got a plan.

Seeing as how I've been here for a whole school year plus a summer, I think I have some pull. Yeah. So all I have to do is have a little chat with their employers and the administrators of the school. They will definitely understand my lack of patience in wanting to be reunited with my friends and will therefore have them come back to school at least 3 weeks early. My waiting will be over and we will have 3 weeks to celebrate being together before we have to go back to school!! It's perfect. Oh. Except I am still going to go on vacation with my family in less than two weeks. Because I am also ready ready ready to see them.

Well, looking back upon my plan, I have to say . . . it stinks. It's probably the worst plan I've ever come up with, but it was born of desperation. and loathing for waiting. I never think straight when I'm busy loathing something.

Which leaves me still waiting...and waiting... and waiting.