After a dear friend saved my butt and wrote a letter of recommendation, my application was complete. I submitted it around 5pm on Friday, June 1st and received an immediate response. "Thank you for applying. We will inform your of our decision in six to eight weeks."
EIGHT WEEKS?!
Okay, fine. I can be a patient person when the situation calls for it. I decided the best thing I could do was put it out of my mind until the end of July at the earliest.
On June 14th, I received a package from FedEx. My usual carrier, Chuck, thinks he's the Hulk and practically knocks down my door whenever he beckons. Did I mention I had a sinus infection, was doped up on Sudafed and wishing for a swift death? No? Well, I was. Needless to say, I gave Chuck the death glare while I signed for my package.
I didn't notice the return address until I slinked back to my room. At first, I thought it was a brochure. A large brochure. A really large brochure that the school sent via FedEx and made you sign for and OMG OMG OMG!!
I ripped the package, pulled out the blue folder, and flipped it open. All I did was scan the first page before bursting into tears. Then I snapped a picture of the page to make sure I wasn't going crazy.
AND THEN I TEXTED EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING AND YELLED IT FROM THE MOUNTAINS POSTED IT ON FACEBOOK.
I was on cloud nine the rest of the month, basically. Add a few pounds, nicer hair, and less green and this is what I looked like:
Once I came down off my high, I went to work on getting my enrollment package ready. To attend college as a full-time student, I needed to have my immunization records filled out and submitted to the school. I made an appointment with the doctor and even got a tetanus booster. (The shot was fine, the week I spent feeling ill afterward was not cool.)
Since I am currently living in Florida, I applied for University housing. Unfortunately, I got waitlisted, but thanks to the OCHA, I found someone to sublet from. NYC, HERE I COME!!!
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