#44. ch-ch-ch-changes . . .

guess what? I moved! I quit my job, moved to a little apartment, started grad school and have had absolutely no time! and it's AWESOME! the only sad part? Rock hasn't been able to find a new job. so he's still in Dallas, working. (and living in an even smaller apartment than this one!)

I've got great stuff to show you (invites! centerpiece craft idea! the dress!) but no time! soon! I'll be back soon!

#21. maybe I AM awesome!

I got in! aaahhhh!

on a related note, I think I have just figured out what is wrong with our educational system . . . in spite of my inability to form a complete sentence and my incoherent ramblings saved forever on voicemail (read all the embarrassment here), they accepted me into graduate school! suckers!

bobcats here I come!

(that is, assuming I can afford you . . . . . *sigh*)

#17. cause I'm awesome

I applied to grad school about a month ago and haven't heard a breath of a word. until the other day. the head of the department left me a message about some changes in the program, I need to select either thesis option or project option, etc, etc, etc . . . and I start freaking out.

after asking everyone who would stop and listen to me, I decided on the thesis option. (our vietnamese building attendant thought I should. that or I should stop walking on his flowerbeds, not really sure . . .) I called and left the department head a message that I would like to start in the thesis option one but that I wondered about the other and that I didn’t have much information about the specifics . . . and while I was doing this (standing in the super echo-y entryway to my office), it starts raining like crazy, weather sirens start going off & I get all confused, stumble over my words, and forget what I was saying . . . it was awesome.

more freaking out. so, I decide to write her an email clarifying that I am interested in the thesis option & sorry if she couldn’t understand the message, with the weather sirens and such . . . I’m almost done with this email and she calls! I try to close the window & accidentally push send (cause I’m awesome). So she got this half finished email that may or may not actually make sense . . . (cause I’m awesome). more freaking out.

I had a great conversation with her (in spite of the freaking out silently). she thought I’d hear something in the next few weeks & if I get in (she said that part), she will email me more information.

now we wait. and hope that my inability to use email doesn’t hurt my chances. and that super-awesome rambly voicemail I left her . . . crap. I'm screwed.