The Time

It's that time again.

Where my heart pounds against my chest while waiting for that one text message that tells me the results are out.

If it's not this week, it has to be the next.

I hate waiting. I hate anticipation. I hate surprises.

I am already contemplating how to tell my boss that I have to leave early to get the results.

And the next thing to think is how to react.

Gah!! I hate moments like these the most. THE MOST.

Please don't make me go back to those days. Please don't.