Jan 20, 2010 03:00
It seems that for a long time I've written about my longing to get out of here and start somewhere new. I've now begun the process of doing so in applying to 7, yes, 7 colleges outside of LA. Five of the seven are outside of the country, in the UK. Looking back, I've written countless entries about living in England or at least somewhere completely different, and every single place I've applied to is completely different. You may think 7 is too many, but I like to have options and it also increases my chances of getting out of here.
I've submitted my applications to 6 of the 7 schools, and am working on my essay for the 7th. Once that's done, it's all in. After that it's interviews and or auditions, and then fate. Despite me being a cynical person, I have faith that I will get into at least 1 of the schools I apply to. If I get into multiple, it may be hard to decide which to go to, but I know I'll eventually choose the one that suits me best in all ways.
All of this makes me very nervous and anxious, and I stay up at night further researching all the schools I'm applying to while anticipating their responses. I've already received confirmations of my application submissions from a couple of the UK schools, and they said they will contact me if interested in auditioning me.
It's a nerve-wrecking time, and it will be until I know my fate. I mean, it sort of baffles me that I have no idea where I'll be living a year from now. It could be London, Manchester, Liverpool, Leeds, Chicago, Boston, or, worst case scenario I get stuck here. But I'm hopeful, and I really do believe in a year's time I will be somewhere new living a new life.
Here's to 2010... the year where I move on. Hopefully.