I'm at a weird stage in my life where I don't really know what I'm supposed to do with myself. It's like you continue to do what you've been doing because you don't know any better. But that doesn't seem right. Everything is about to change; you should be preparing for it but you don't know how to prepare because you don't know what to expect. And for the past few years all you've been taught to do is prepare. So it's all a little bit of a mind fuck that I can't imagine is very healthy for our sanity considering we're already spending practically every waking moment anxious anticipating what the final verdict will be. But in the mean time we'll continue to pray/cross our fingers/stay cautiously optimistic/take our mind off of things and try to act surprised when the moment comes that we realize this is it. This was the moment we've all been waiting for; the moment worth living for//

Whatever is meant to be will be, but we can still hope.