This is what my room looks like:
This is my room. See that thing there? In the mess? Languishing in front of the garbage bag of clothes I will give to the Salvation Army and unused lamp and next to my overflowing bookcase and randomly placed broom? That is my suitcase. Those are my clothes. They are from when I got home from Vanderbilt...two weeks ago. I'd hire a personal maid if I had the money, but she'd (or he, I'm progressive) probably run away screaming. I am doomed.
Okay, maybe not doomed, just highly...inconvenienced (I lie). Going away to a foreign country is no place to bring a haphazardly packed suitcase, and I've looked forward to this for so long that I'd just be disappointing myself. It's just that I HAVE been looking forward for this for so long, that I can't possibly believe it's here so soon--I haven't hung out with my friends enough! I just got home! This can't be happening! Omg! AHHHHHH!!
Things Ada Needs to Do But Hasn't Yet:
-Get computer backup
-Check what stuff I need (no seriously, I have not done this yet. I'll probably end up going to Lord & Taylors for socks the day I leave.)
-Cash my last check from work--I need da rupees (as my friend Jane would say)!
-Make sure I have my departure plans neatly written down: I don't want to get stuck at Marseilles airport without directions how to get to Aix-en-Provence.
-Clean my room!
-Go to Brookstone to use up $$ from when I returned my Christmas gift (totally has nothing to do with actually going to France, but it's something that definitely needs to get done nonetheless)
-PACK!!!!! AAHHHH!!
To their credit, VIF totally has this study abroad stuff down, yo. I mean, I already have like, 2 20-page pdf manuals (one for general study abroad, and one for VIF), and they thoughtfully send me emails once in a while--here's how to get a taxi! Here are all the important phone numbers in case you need help! For the love of God, please don't bring your sorority t-shirts!! It's helpful. It makes me know they care. I've been re-reading them for the nth time to assuage my feelings of desperation and excitement--it's like I'm 6 years old again and it's the night before Christmas, and I can't sleep because I know Santa's coming, but will I get presents or not? I mean, it could be a lump of coal or a new Barbie but I don't care: it can't come soon enough, and I'm totally terrified, but completely freaking excited beyond all reason.
But yes, VIF--and Vanderbilt's study abroad office, GEO--is like some well-oiled machine. I don't have to worry about my Visa--they got that to me a couple months ago without my even having to go to the consulate--and they've even basically coordinated our arrival times with the VIF center in France. I'm happy that they've obviously had enough scatterbrained students like me to let them know how to prepare...so that's good.
Anyway, things will come together. I hope. I mean, they generally do, and at least I'm worrying about everything, right??
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you are so annoying
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