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So about 2 weeks ago I, the day after my last post, was heading into school for one of my classes. I always take the bus and check my phone to pass the time. I checked my e-mail as I normally do, and I saw it: a message from the University of Westminster. I thought it was a message regarding my transcripts or something since it had only been about 10 days since I sent in everything. So I opened it and read: I am pleased to inform you that the University has made you a conditional offer of a place on the above course starting in September 2015. So, in short:

I'M OFFICIALLY MOVING TO LONDON!

I was so shocked when I read of my acceptance. It had only been mere days since I had submitted my application, but there it was! My acceptance. Of course, I called my mom right away to tell her. After the words came out of my mouth, I got emotional and started to cry. I probably looked like such a freak crying on the bus but whatever, I didn't care. I didn't really have time to process any of it as I had to rush to class as soon as I got off the bus. It was really hard to pay attention in class and I was just trying to digest the news, and figuring out who I should tell and when and all of that. I really wasn't surprised at the conditional offer. I haven't finished my degree here yet, so I figured that I would get a conditional offer. As long as I keep my GPA at 3.0 or above, I'm good. In recent days there has been some confusion with the school about my GPA being current or final and they changed my offer to unconditional, then back to conditional once they found out my GPA wasn't my final one, but the GPA I have now. I think that is all settled now, though so we're good. 

It's been a pretty surreal past several days. A lot of people congratulating me which makes it that more real. A lot of breaking the news to friends and family, which made it more real too. Even still, it's very surreal and I have moments of intense realization that hit me and sends me into a mix of happy/excited/emotional feelings.

So now I am working on the financial end of it. Trying to get my GPA up as much as possible so I can apply for as many scholarships, and researching getting loans as well. I think that will be the biggest hurdle, and the most vital to me actually moving. It helps to have a lot of time to devote to that, though. Which is why I applied so early anyway, so so far everything is on track and going to plan.

Slightly off topic, but today a new Taylor Swift song is coming out called Welcome to New York. Taylor gave a little insight into this song which is about her move to NYC. I really related to what she said, but of course for myself it is London, not New York that I relate it to. She says:

"New York has been an important landscape and location for the story of my life in the last couple of years. I dreamt about moving to New York, I obsessed over moving to New York, and then I did it, and the inspiration that I found in that city is kind of hard to describe and hard to compare to any other force of inspiration I’ve ever experienced in my life; it’s like an electric city. And I approached moving there with such wide eyed optimism. And I sort of saw it as a place of endless potential and possibilities."

I definitely feel this way about moving. London has played an important role in my life for the past few years. I've dreamed and obsessed about moving to London since 2010. London as a city inspires me, and my love for it is almost indescribable. The feelings I have toward that city is unlike any other feelings I've had for any other place I have traveled to. Looking to the future, I view my move to England with intense optimism and see it as a place where anything and everything can happen.

I'll be making the move in September of 2015. And now the hardest part is waiting.