This whole phenomenon of waiting is, however, something I have never been able to master. I get very irritated. I've often been observed engaged in a somewhat one sided yelling match with boys (that's right, more than one poor soul has fallen victim to this woeful scene), informing them, rather forcefully, that in being 20 minutes late they have sentenced themselves to 20 minutes of either the 'silent treatment' (this is the generally preferred option) or alternatively, 20 minutes of berating about time management and keeping promise and the necessity of not only bringing excuses but also treats and surprises if one wishes to get away with late arrivals.
I'm a terror. It's true.
Dear Patience,
i love you
Or at least I think i do, you won't hang out with me so I'm not entirely sure, i do know, however, that we would be good together, maybe even great together. I'd be a better person, less irritable and angry.
I've seen with with other girls, guy too actually, you seem to have this wonderfully calming effect on people and it makes me quite jealous. I'm aching for that calm that you bring, a kind of security that is really lacking in my life.
What do I have to do to get your attention, how do I get you to notice me and take an interest?
I need you in mu life, I feel as though I am missing something vital. This feeling I'm sure every human being has, but I'm detached from it.
I can't wait for you,
So just hurry up,
(L)
