Must get it together.

So there I was, patiently enduring the agonizing wait for the decision from school 3, and wondering why it seems that EVERYONE has heard but me. I couldn't take it anymore and I call--only to find out that they never received my transcript from my undergraduate school, and never told me. Now I've reordered two copies (and will have a friend personally walk-in a third), and must wait another 2-6 weeks for a decision. I'm practically an R2 applicant now.

Upon finding this out, I had a breakdown. I'd built up so much anxiety over the past few weeks and had put my life on hold for this decision. I didn't know what to do with myself. But after last night's sorrow-drowning binge on miller lite and cookie crisp (I'm a classy gal), I realized that I really can't go on for the next month being paralyzed with uncertainty.

If I'm rejected, I will reapply. If I get in, I will be joyfully celebrating up until the first day of class.

Until then, I have a few weeks to tackle the other parts of my life that have been neglected. I've challenged myself to a mini-life-makeover/refinement by setting a few goals:

• Lose the annoying 5 pounds I gained last year
• Clean my place thorougly and redecorate/refurnish
• Attend to things I've been putting off: dentist, passport renewal, etc.
• Mentally divorce self from toxic people
  
• Start taking yoga again
• Finish half-read books in nightstand drawer
• GO OUT every weekend and stop moping
  

If I do end up getting dinged after all this---at least I won't be feel flabby, messy, lazy, AND rejected, ha. And thank you to those bloggers who've posted about their reapplication process and who've shot me some encouraging words, I appreciate it. :)