Another one bites the dust

So. One semester down of my senior year and one to go. Basically, I'm freaking out. I'm already better off than a lot of seniors - I've been accepted to the the one college I applied to, and the one college I actually wanted to go to. I have an apartment already. Well, a tentative apartment, but it's 99% certain. Plus, I have a sister and brother-in-law up there in Flagstaff who might possibly be able to set me up with a job. I have money in my savings account - not a whole lot, but a good amount. Despite all this, I'm panicking. I'm making lists in my head of things I'll need to start doing: my own laundry. My own shopping. Cooking my own meals. As much as I love mac and cheese and ramen, I can't handle eating just that for four years. I get sick of both in just a few weeks. Since I don't have a car - and won't have a car - I'll be walking everywhere. I'll need to start paying my own bills. Start doing taxes!! Every time I think the list is done, I think of something else, and start panicking again. I can't handle it!

And then, the thought of actually graduating and actually leaving Mesa makes me want to cry. Literally. I won't be leaving just my younger friends, like going from junior high to high school, but I'll be leaving just about everybody else too. The only family I'll see often is my sister and brother-in-law. Though I am grateful for them being up there, I'll miss everyone else. Once again, panic attack. I tend to avoid thinking about it and not let anyone talk about it in front of me.

But, then, I think of how so much has fallen in place for me. Like getting accepted, and finding a place to live, literally five minutes after I found out I had been accepted. Like having family up there, and already a few friends. Having money in my savings account. And I calm a little. It feels so right. I feel like that's where I'm supposed to go. Why else would it be so easy for me? I don't even have to pay for my tuition! I'm so lucky compared to many out there! I'm grateful for that. But, I'm still freaking out on the inside.

That's my little rant. And my little freak out. That kinda happens at least once a week. I think my brain might explode from the stress I'm producing from nothing.

Lumberjacks

So there's this little college up in Flagstaff. AKA NAU. I applied to go there. It actually was the only college I applied for. I was going to apply for ASU - I had everything filled out - but then I realized that the cost to do it was $50. Ridiculous. So I didn't.

Anyways, Monday night, while I was chilling on the couch, watching me some White Christmas, the phone rang. And, it ended up being NAU. This girl whose name was Christina proceeded to say, "Congratulations Beth. You have been accepted to go to NAU for the fall semester of 2011." Hallelujah! I wasn't exactly worried. It's just relieving to know that I'm going to college. (Relieving? I meant to say stressful.)

So, I texted my sister Amy, who is currently going to NAU, the news. She immediately called me back. Lo and behold, she told me that she talked to a friend of hers/older sister of a friend of mine about rooming together. So I already have a tentative apartment. I'm for sure going to NAU, with the plan of getting a BA in Psychology. (Who wants a BS? That just sounds awful. "Hey Mom! Guess what! I earned my BS!" Ha, I'm already queen of BS. 100% on pretty much all of the weekly writings that I've done, and I basically just put a load of hooey together!) AND my sister and brother in law are looking for possibilities for jobs for me. It's kind of awesome how all of this is falling in place for me. It's something I'm incredibly grateful for. It's one more load of stress off my back. Now all I need to worry about is money. Which, I guess is pretty much everything.

But, I'm a pretty happy camper. The only thing you will hear me complain about with this whole business is that I have to pay $325 to enroll. Welp, I guess there's finally a legit purpose to spend my well earned college fund. I have a feeling that most of it will be gone before I even start my first semester of college.

So, only one semester left of being a jack rabbit. By this time next year, I'll have almost one full semester down up at NAU. Go Lumberjacks!