17 days. I leave for Glasgow in 17 days. It's completely and utterly ridiculous. I remember finally deciding to study abroad for sure back in August. And it's almost here. Things are slowly coming together as it gets closer. I finally got all the financial aide transactions figured out, which is excellent, and means I'll have proof of financial stability (which is required to get a student visa!) once I leave. I've also been pre-approved for several of the classes I signed up for, but I won't be officially enrolled into any of the classes until I get there and go through orientation. It's a three day long event starting the day after I get there. That's both nice and terrifying, because I'll just be left to my own devices for the first night. I'm just hoping the jet lag isn't too awful. I've never traveled so far away, and I don't really know what to expect. Basically, I'm a big ol' bubbling pot of anxiety, stress, nerves and excitement. I have yet to even think about packing, which I know will be horrible. I am a clothes hoarder, and whittling down my whole closet to a suitcase and a backpack may or may not result in strong language and/or tears. Most likely a lot of both. I anticipate many cups of tea and lots of chocolate. Also, I'm going to try and overdose on spicy food before I go, and hopefully I'll be swearing that I don't want to see spices for 5 months. Given that British food is apparently based on mashed potatoes and a lot of meat, I'll be very ready for a pile of Sriracha once I get back. Like this.
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