(but am I really smiling?)
no. not exactly.
I'd call it more of a grimace.
Painfully playing the waiting/wishing game.
Seriously suspended in suspense.
(now I'm all about alliteration & adverbs)
Work is keeping me occupied, until I pull out my Blackberry. Darn you! I have two e-mail accounts forwarded to my phone...
But I thought I heard ringing--I can't miss an acceptance call from XYZ University!
Essentially the ringing is permanent. I "hear" my phone ringing while listening to music. I "hear" my phone in the middle of the night, so I have to wake up and check...would a university call after midnight? What if they want to test my dedication?
Then there is the mail truck. I can hear the mail truck making the rounds while in the shower--I swear! If it doesn't make it before I have to leave for work, I imagine my acceptance letter waiting for me...in the cold dark box. Shivering.
Yes, it's only February 9.
I thought last week was bad. Nope.
I don't know how many more times I can have THIS conversation:
person 1: Have you heard anything yet?
me: No, not yet. It's still early.
person 1: Where did you apply again?
me: *rattling off list*
person 1: Oh? You'll be accepted.
me: Seven of those places have less than a 12% acceptance rate.
person 1: Oh?
me: That's actually less than Harvard.
person 1: Wow.
OR THIS ONE:
person 2: When should you find out?
me: If I don't have an answer before April 1...
person 2: Oh man!
me: It's the bridge, baby.
person 2: Where did you apply again?
me: *rattles off list*
OR THIS ONE:
person 3: Where do you really WANT to go?
me: Who ever wants me, gets me!
person 3: But really, which one?
me: No, really.
person 3: What if they all say YES?
me: Impossible. I just need one...
person 3: But what if two say YES?
me: I might let them mud wrestle for me.
HOW is a raven like a writing desk?