Waiting? Expecting..

It's 10 minutes to 12am. I am sleepy, but closing my eyes to end the day is not my choice now.

I was reading one's blog. Her blog entries always make me feel the urge of improvement, in my life. I seldom hop into it, but every single time after visiting, I felt I gotta do something ... at least, err, deciding not to sleep now also counted as "something"?

I am waiting.

Waiting is tearing me apart.

I hate the word -- wait.

Maybe we shall put it as EXPECTING instead of WAITING.