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Waiting for something that could change the course of your life can be a mix of excitement, anxiety, and anticipation. You feel like your heart is racing, your mind is constantly wandering, and your whole body is tense. There's a sense of yearning, a longing for something that you have been dreaming of for a long time.

At times, the waiting can feel unbearable. I can't focus on anything else, and all I can think about is the possibility of what might happen. The waiting makes me feel restless and uncertain, but at the same time, it can also be beautiful. The anticipation is nakakakilig, a reminder that I am alive and that I am capable of experiencing happiness. 

The pain of waiting lies in the uncertainty. I don't know if things will work out the way I want them to, and that can be scary. The possibility of disappointment and failure can be overwhelming, and it's hard not to let those thoughts consume myself.

But even in the midst of the uncertainty, there's hope. There's the hope that maybe things will work out according to your plans, that your dream job will come through, or that the trip I've been planning all these years will finally happen, or maybe I will finally meet the person who will seep me off my feet and make believe in romance.

And that hope can be a powerful thing. It keeps me going even when the waiting feels like too much. It gives me  the strength to hold on and to keep believing that things will work out in the end. The waiting may be painful, but it's also a reminder of the beauty of hope, and the possibility of a brighter future.