  I feel like all I do these days is wait. I even had a dream a few days ago that exemplifies my life. I called someone to come out to my dad's to go swimming with me. They said they'd be over in a few minutes. I waited... ...and waited... ...and waited... ...and woke up before they showed. It was when I woke up that I realized that my whole existence has been a waiting game. The only thing I did before anyone else I knew was read. I really cannot remember a time that I couldn't read. Granted, I have been proactive about many things, but you take action, then you wait. (Odd..."wait" starts to sound funny after you say it a few times.
) Yep, I've waited my fair share and it's time for something good. I sincerely believe that things will be awesome for me since I have put in a good long wait on...well...everything. It should just make the good that much sweeter. Right now, I have to put up with the jokes and the teasing about my waiting game. (Like the time someone in high school said I'd be an old maid...forever. Or the times I visit people and they make cracks about my living off the land, so to speak.
Ugh! ) I take great solace in knowing that Independence Day is coming, and no one will care about that stuff for the time...they'll all be too intoxicated to care. So...I'll just wait until next Saturday for the big party. That one's definitely worth it. 
