Word from Central Lancashire
I finally got the email I'd been waiting for today. My international adviser let all the kids going to England know that our admission letters have been sent and it's time to finalize our plans. We're expected to be at UCLAN on January 19th and to start class on the 20th. Holy cow. I'm really going. I had originally intended to be going over much earlier than that, but the plans changed...as they often do. I'm still not sure if I'll be flying with any of the other 6 girls going, but I'm really OK to be alone. This is my own journey and my own time to explore. I'm still not sure of what day I'll be leaving or what exactly I'm doing when I get there, but we're having a meeting early next week to decide. I'll keep you posted.
Last night, Kasey and I went to the gym and worked out for a long time. It felt really good to sweat this all out of my system. She was cracking me up though...when I'm working out I get into this zone and I don't want to talk to anyone. I just listen to whatever CD I have in and sweat. Kasey kept trying to talk to me about how perfect her boyfriend is and how she can't wait to go home and get married and how she's going to wear her hair...etc. I was trying my damndest not to pay attention. Working out time is MY time.
Tonight is the Midway Poetry Slam...I'm SO ready to get up there and vent with some angry grrrls.
Tomorrow...I leave UK bound for Ohio University. It's time to see Erin...eat some ice cream..watch girl movies...and sit around and bitch and cry. Oh to be a woman!