this post is about nothing

I have never been the most patient person in the world. I find it within myself to be
tolerant and persevering, but patient?
I hate waiting for anything, especially great news. Especially news of paramount importance regarding my future.
You all know what I am waiting for. The jury is still out, people, and I have trouble thinking of anything else this weekend. It is quite useless for me to share how I think I did. But I will. :)
When I left the premises after the exam I was sure I had made 2 or 3 errors. By Friday evening I would have put money on my not passing. It's Sunday, and I have no energy left for this mental masturbation. I'll find out tomorrow or day after. It's too late now anyway, isn't it? I did my best and that is all that matters. I couldn't have studied more, and I couldn't have controlled my emotions more than I did.
What makes me angry, however, is how much this has consumed me since November...how much it has affected my home life, my social life, and how this is reflected in my posts which, few as they have been, have spoken of little else these past months.
I know you are all sick of hearing about this, and if all goes well within the next month you won't have to read or listen to any more about it. Worst case scenario, by Tuesday it will all be over.
Anyway, one thing you have probably gathered is how significant this all is for me.
But wishes don't always come true, and it doesn't always snow on Christmas so I will just have to wait and see if what I have done is enough.

On another note, I just saw Brokeback Mountain. I know, I'm a little late. I just never had the opportunity until now. So, though it was long as hell (btw Ang, I think I could have cut about 30 minutes out of that mo-fo if given the chance, but hey you know your stuff), I really liked it.
Heath Ledger (RIP...I still cannot believe he is gone) was absolutely amazing. And though I find
Jake whatever-his-name-is extremely annoying on almost every occasion, I appreciated the effort.
What is there to say? Two guys on a mountain amongst sheep for weeks...something is bound to happen. It was sorrowful, and their love was obviously doomed from the beginning...which is what made it believable. And though I didn't cry, it left me wistful.
I'm still processing. I found choking the scenes of Heath and his wife and those two girls screaming in that crappy house. My god I couldn't take watching it let alone having to live it.

Well, this is all can scrape up for the moment. My brain is still tired from all the past days' efforts. Will let you know the verdict as soon as I know.