Oh Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying

I've had enough broken hearts to realize it is not the end of the world. That being said, it doesn't make it hurt any less.

I have a lot of things to figure out & a short amount of time to figure them out in. If I don't get in to FIDM for the Spring 2010 semester, which starts April 8th, then I have to wait until July for the Summer semester. I want to get out of here as soon as possible. Working one to two days a week & having no friends to keep my mind occupied makes this place unbearable. I just want to get my life started. I still need to write my essays to complete my project for my application, but other than that everything is pretty much taken care of. I am excited to move, very nervous, but excited. I am anxiously awaiting the phone call from my adviser, hopefully letting me know if I can start school in April.

I'm finally doing things for myself.
I'm not worried about what may or may not happen.
All I can worry about is taking care of myself.