Sweeeeeeeeeeeeet

It's been a little while since I've posted. That's a result of equal parts sloth and laziness. I would offer my apologies, but I don't roll that way.

Anyway, a lot's happened in the time that I've managed not to post:
-First, I finally got my acceptance letter. That was very exciting. I've committed to the program, so I'm at the point where all I have left to do is paperwork and packing (likely in that order).
-Second, Spring Break!
-Third, baseball season started. This means that for the next six weeks, the Rockies won't be mathematically eliminated from the playoffs. For that reason, these are always the best six weeks of the year.

After all that excitement, though, reality had to come crashing back down. Now, I'm back into the grind, trying to class it up. Assignments, lectures, work, blah, blah, blah. I don' t care, so you most certainly don't.

But none of that matters any more. I only have to survive until mid-May. Then, it's nothing but bread and bagels until I find my way to wallabys and wombats (do they have those in Australia?) in July. Then, I'll have to apply all the helpful lessons I learned at my orientation: Helpful little tidbits like "Don't go to jail when you're abroad."

They also spent a lot of time talking about difficulties with languages when studying abroad. I'm not too worried about that - I've been watching Foster's commercials for weeks now to brush up on my Australian. I've got key terms, like "locksmith," down.

I'm still uneasy with some of the most subtle points of the language. For instance, I'm a little unclear as to whether or not my knife is actually a knife.

I guess I'll have to find out when I get there. Australian customs agents probably have some kind of chart that answers those kinds of questions.