Waiting,

It's the waiting that does it for me.
I hate it. Everyone does. But the scenarios that flutter through my thoughts are the things that really mess me up.
I'm sitting now, in the dark - waiting.
I'm waiting for my mother to come and get me, so that she can take me to my Worthing College interview - where again, I will wait in the car, wait in the reception.. wait for them to make a decision about whether I will be able to enroll there.
I'm going to wait on the sofa now.
Goodbye, because if I don't get in - I may aswell be a banana. x