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I wish to be one of those people who is rather good at waiting. Are there people of such nature that really do exist or are they just in my imagination? There are patient people, but I always see them as ones who just don't snap when they are forced to stand in line, or when a waitress gets their order wrong, or when in little kid is dancing in front of the book or box of cereal they want to grab off the shelf. I wake with up a desire for change, a desire for things to be happening. Often, I'm unsure of what I even want to change or occur, and then when something does come my way...flip out. I felt it twice today, twice in the same day. Than swelling of the chest that shouts, "Oh crap, I don't know if this is such a good idea." How does that happen? Or maybe - what is wrong with me? Not to be sexist, but is that just a girl thing? I won't say there are so many things wrong with us; so many things wrong with me. Someone perhaps finds this endearing. Or they will someday.