Waiting...

I always find it rather awkward to wait. To wait. It really shouldn’t be a verb. I mean in order to be a verb then it’s meant to be a ‘doing word’, like running, jumping or laughing. Whereas waiting? Okay cool so you’re standing there doing... nothing. That’s the definition isn’t it ‘to wait for.... something to happen’. I mean even resting is better than waiting. When you’re resting then you’re recharging and getting ready to do something awesome. That’s why I hate waiting. It’s a total waste of time. It also makes me feel incredibly awkward. Inevitably I’m always waiting in a particularly busy place like in a library during study break or outside a shop along Lambton Quay which means that while I wait I have to watch busy people brusquely strolling past me wearing important faces because they’re about to do important things. Their faces make me feel like they’re judging me. A little bit like... ‘I have to do x, y and z before lunch meanwhile she’s just standing there!’ It makes me feel incredibly awkward. What if they don’t realise that I’m waiting? Perhaps they think that I just stand in busy places as a hobby.... although that would be a very boring hobby... and your feet would get sore...

That’s why whenever I’m waiting I always find that it’s necessary to act a little bit. I’ll pretend to text someone so that passersby will think that I’m texting the person who I’m meant to be meeting. Or I’ll do the handy iPod volume adjustment to avoid eye contact with them (that one’s also really handy when you’re walking past someone who you know but you don’t know if you know them well enough to have a conversation with them...). Or I’ll just pace a little bit and cross my arms to pretend that I’m getting impatient. Yes, I do find it necessary to communicate to strangers my exact purpose. Today I had a slight dilemma in that I didn’t have my iPod or my phone. There was no way that I could play the part of impatient person waiting for something to happen. Instead I was forced to resort to shuffling my money around in my wallet. Silly idea Camilla! In order to get over my waiting awkwardness I was basically telling everyone on the first floor of the library ‘Hey, I just got money out of the money machine, hope I don’t drop it. Please don’t rob me.’ Luckily I wasn’t affected but sometimes I do have to wonder... I think my aversion to waiting has attributed to another of my tendencies- tardiness. I’m often the person racing in at the last possible moment. Quite handily it eliminates the awkwardness although it does mean that I often forget crucial belongings... like underwear... ah awkward moment at the swimming pool...

3 Good Things

*John Tucker must die.

*Carrot and beef 2 min noodles for tea. I got my meat, carbs and veg! Oh and I had the carrot and noodles separately... I’m not that weird.

*The prospect that this time tomorrow I’ll be free from Biology of Cells! Don’t you love it how your perspective on life changes? I used to dread exams and now I weirdly look forward to them... 

*Oh and my Mum... She is a sweetie!

After Dinner Mint: It really would be nice if there were answers for the Bio of Cells past exams... Instead of it being about knowing the right organelles it’s become being able to convince everyone else that the answer is ‘DEBFCAC’ for the multiple choice questions. Kind of problematic when you get your mark back and realise that the most convincing person didn’t know all of the answers... Ergo no model answers = LAME!

Random Camilla Quote for two people who might need it...you know who you are... ‘Remember it’s not ‘good bye’. It’s just ‘see you later’!’