From weeks or should she say month, its now only days before her life changes. No more waking up at 11am, no more sitting all day long in front of th television, no more waiting for luchtime to come because its always provided for, no more thinking of what to do later on during th day but eventually stay at th same spot watching TV all day and just no more waiting. Th very day she longed for will finally come. Excited? Yes. Nervous? Heck Yes! But all she is thinking about now -what the hell has she been doing for th past month plus? Waiting. Yes, wait was all she did. Although her patience was running thin but she persevered and was determine enough to wait. Wait, made her skinnier. She gave up on going out with people, she was being anti-social for some weeks. She just wanted to be alone. It wasn't her usual self, even she noticed it. But what to do when you're waiting. She thought of doing something productive, in her mind only, for th next day or week. But it was all played in her mind and not through actions. She became used to th situation and made it her 'new' routine. Eventually, however, her routine broke because it has to since her old one was back. She needed sometime to get used to it which she did, eventually. Now, lying on her bed, all she can think about is how could she have given up everything else for 'that'. Cos now, she is still waiting. Waiting for th day school starts, waiting for th concert, waiting to apply for a CCA, waiting to know who, how and what her classmates are like and just waiting for a miracle to happen. A miracle that would stop her from waiting, where else 'wait' will be th one waiting for her.