My study abroad application is officially in the mail. I know my frequent use of the word officially is both incorrect and unnecessary, but I stand by it. Because I feel good that I finally put the process in motion.

So I'm taking it for granted that I'm accepted and will be in the Netherlands on January 2. Well, shouldn't I?

January 2 to July 6. How freaking exciting is that.

Two women's studies courses, an English course, a Dutch society course. So freaking exciting.

So now it's on to round two: applying for a loan, applying for a scholarship, battling with more administrators.

I can't believe in less than four months I'm going to be on a whole different continent.

So I also got my transcript. Not as good as I'd like. I'm still suffering for my one 3.4 semester. Even a 3.89 semester didn't help that much! So I leave my transcript hanging on my wall, with the implications of having a 4.0 semester highlighted: I would be up to a 3.725. I need to keep that where I can see it. Keep you eye on the prize, sexy.

One weird thing. I swear I had a B+ in Honors Lit because, as I have said, I never got my final paper back but I got an A or A+ on everything else and still ended up with a B+ - that's how badly my final paper sucked. Would she have changed my grade? Interesting.

So my GPA sucks right now simply because I got a C+ in economics. Grr.

Do you know, I think every B on that transcript could have been a B+ if I tried just a little harder. Every B+ could have been an A-. Every A- could have been an A. If I hadn't been such a procrastinator and all around dumbass, I'd be in such a good place right now. Ah well. There is only to do better in the future.

I am very sorry. This entry is entirely pointless. I'm just excited and my every thought is consumed with paperwork and bureaucracy.