Essay Time

Yesterday I drove to UW to pay my tuition. The concurrent enrollment office was closed, so I am going to try next week so that all my forms are in. The reality of my departure is setting in, but I don't really feel much more than anxiety. Truth be told, I am terrified despite how excited I am and how much I am sure I will love where I am going. I will miss my family, my boy, my dogs, and all of my friends. I will probably even miss Seattle, despite how much I say that I hate it and I want to move after I graduate.

I received my housing assignment. I am really close to school in old Cadiz which is what I wanted. I am close to the night life and more importantly, school. I can easily bus to the beach, which I will probably do (or walk four an hour! Get in my exercise!) whenever it's hot out. I want to visit Paris in the winter to see it with all of its Christmas swagger. I want to go to Portugal and maybe even Italy, but I am limited by time and finances.

My trip to China in July was intense. I am glad to be back. Beijing was gorgeous, crowded, and definitely not as hot as Guangzhou. Guangzhou was over 100 and completely humid. My grandmother is an insane woman. I am very thankful for that trip because it brought me closer to my cousin, Ashley, and I got to spend time with my grandparents. I'm not sure when I will see them next.

Life is insanely busy, but I feel like there's a constant lull because my busyness is mostly me being at work doing absolutely nothing.