.... Urgh.

I'm nervous.

It takes (a rumored) two months to apply for a student visa in the UK, and you can't get the visa without an official letter from the school, which they won't send you until you've put down a deposit and sent them a "letter of good conduct" that you have to get from your local police department proving that you're not a serial killer or serial bad parker or whatnot, and who knows how long that will take? Also, postgraduate students are guaranteed a spot in on-campus housing, but only if they declare their intent to attend and send in their initial deposit and housing fee by July 31st.

Crap.

It looks like I'll be stopping by the police station in the morning (I went to the temple this morning, so I suppose this is something novel, at least) before work - then I go straight out to Tooele for a Girls' Night with neices and sis's-in-law. Saturday has me in downtown Salt Lake all day, and Monday I head to Ogden to help out with the BHS Drama Presidency retreat (looooong story). I'll be home and sitting down at my desk sometime Wednesday night... except that this next week is Changeover, which (is not in any way vampiric - sorry, Twilight fans - and) means that I could conceiveably be at the theatre for 10-14-hour days. So, though I'll do what I can over the computer on Friday, it looks like Sunday might be the only day I'll have for paperwork before we're on into August. Sunday, between 11:00 AM and 1:00 PM, and between 4:00 PM and 6:15 PM, anyway.

Crap. Now I'm REALLY nervous.

Oh, did I forget to mention? I was accepted to the University of Exeter in Cornwall-Devon, England. Classes start sometime in October.

SQUEEEEEEE!!!!!



P.S. Also, I'm supposed to sing at the retreat, practice my music for choir rehearsal on Sunday, slog through Breaking Dawn, and buy a new swimsuit. At least the laundry's already in progress...
P.P.S. The ponies are finished! I will post pictures, I promise!
P.P.P.S. I WILL put up some pictures and fireworks and excitement and all - it's just been a little crazy, and I didn't realize that getting the applications in was less than half the work.
P.P.P.P.S Did I mention that I was actually accepted at both schools? I was, but it turns out I applied for the wrong program at the other school. They would have taken me anyway - instead, they're going to hold my application for the correct program for the fall of 2010. Just think - maybe maybe maybe I could go to England for two years, and come back with TWO Master's degrees! Uber squeeeeeeeeee!!!