This is the Part I HATE....Anticipation.

It makes me sick to my stomach. I become obsessed with looking at the elevator banks to see what floor they are stopping on!!!!! I hate it!! It's sickening. I get this large lump in my throat which is probably from nerves and I feel like I want to throw up? Ok, question!? Why am I so freaking nervous over someone that I have seen thousands of time!?? Hellloo, I've had sex with this kid. It's not like it's a nervous crush or anything like that. It gives me a headache waiting for this. Lauren dear...It's 4:35. You have 59 minutes left to shut the fuck up and relax yourself. Do you know how fast 59 minutes goes? I'm gonna relax! I promise myself I'm going to relax!! I need to find something to do...Because THIS ain't cutting it. Waiting is NOT cutting it! I'm DEFINITELY leaving my blogging until the afternoon. So when it gets late like this I don't pull my hair out! Somebody help me!

PLEASE?