"Sitting, Waiting, Wishing..."

Yes, I just did use the title of a Jack Johnson song as the title of this blog entry. Sue me. But it is how I feel right now, pathetic as it may seem.

I am "sitting, waiting, wishing" for a certain person to land back in New York or just the Eastern Standard Time Zone in general. Said person has been in China for the past three weeks, and I have only exchanged one email with said person because said person did not have much access to WiFi. But, in that email, said person did promise to call me upon this person's return to the good old U.S. of A.

I am FINALLY finished with all of my Regents exams; I took Spanish and Math B today and I feel really confident in both. I'm getting my scores on Monday, but I REALLY want them now, especially English. I'm so glad that I won't have to get up at six in the morning to take one hour to finish a test which I am allotted three hours, all of which I must stay for. I have to say, staring at a white concrete wall for one to two hours is even less fun than it sounds.

The Fireman's Carnival starts tomorrow night, and I think it's wristband night. I'm trying to go with Jess, my best friend, and it's likely we'll run into her boyfriend or some of her friends or that really attractive guy that she's friendly with...Wait, wait, let's stay on topic. I love the Fireman's Carnival; it's the epitome of shoddy, small-town carnivals, complete with the creepy carnies, dilapidated rides, and suspicious food.

I'm pretty tired; I didn't even run today, I'm so tired. I'm going to drift off into dreamland now, aided by the dulcet tones of Paolo Nutini.

Keep the wind at your back and the sun on your face,

-xo