Yesterday I sent off my information for my visa. I am keeping my fingers firmly crossed that I submitted all of the information they needed, and processing is speedy on their end. I leave in 25 days and I don’t have time to resubmit! The thought of not getting my visa in time leaves me feeling sick to my stomach, and I don’t know what I would do. If you pray, add my name in, and if you don’t, send me some positive vibes that everything works out.
The university sent me my joining packet in the mail, and although I already had access to all of the information online using the vet school’s internet portal, EEVeC, getting that official package in the mail for my soon-to-be-school is very exciting. My mother commented on how the packet sounds like I’m getting ready to go to Hogwarts, and she’s quite right. The list of clothing and books sounds very similar to the beginning of The Philosopher’s Stone, and of course the pictures of the old university looks like something out of the films.
Plus, now I’m acquainted with the Dick Vet’s “Mummies and Daddies” programme, which sounds suspiciously like a S&M bondage group…really it’s a orientation plot, where older students “adopt” a fresher (freshman) to help them adjust to school. As a foreign student, this sounds like a great idea, because the nerves are already starting to embed in my stomach, reminding me that I’ll be very, very far from home and starting a very challenging course. Assuming, of course, that I can get my visa on time.
Must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts….
