London Bound.

My loan came today. YEAH!!!! I of course called financial aid early this morning and made sure all was going okay in the loan department. Everything is now straight and on Sunday I am headed back to school, to become one step closer to becoming a junior.

Since that is all cleared up, I have moved on to other things to fret about. The life of a constant worrier is nerve racking, but I think I like working under the pressure sometimes if I keep putting myself in the position to worry.

I went to the library on Monday and got two books on London and Great Britain. I have started already to plan for a trip I will most likely not take until the first week of January. It's insane and crazy and even a little ballsy to plan a trip not knowing how I will get there, what I will do when I get there, and most of all where I am going to get the dinero to pay to get and survive there.

But as a child growing up I always did first and then thought about it later. It's weird because I am this natural planner of things. I'm not big on surprises because I like the ball to be in my court, but on this other end I am this risk taker. Not in a cocky way where I think I am invincible, but in a way that I believe anything is possible if I get past the first step.

Though I have all the question marks about the trip in itself, the one thing I am positive of is that in January I will be on a plane to London. I don't know how to explain the feeling that I have that is driving me to want to go over there so bad. It's like the feeling of being hungry and I need to be fed. Or I am thirsty so I need a drink. But mainly it is this feeling of a great possibility that lays before me. Of something I want to do so bad, I feel it in the pit of my stomach.

The only problem I am facing is that I may have no one to go with. With Marie dating this dude, it seems she is less apt to want to go and leave him. Yesterday after the movie, which she happened to bring him along too, I tried to mention the trip. And by try I mean I brought the London book and basically pointed at all the cool places we could venture. Our own adventure and for me, even a little life changing experience.

She pretty much shrugged and said "yeah that's cool". Sure I've survived a week in a new city pretty much alone, but that was in the states. Going overseas is a little different and may be a little more fun with a friend by my side. Would save me the trouble of trying to snap cheesy photos in front of cool places with a timer on the digital camera I haven't figured out yet.

We're young, efficient, and cute with good heads on our shoulders. And would have a blast together. And though I wouldn't have a problem going alone, it would just be a little more fun with a good friend by my side. She wants to wait until we graduate,which would be two years from now. And though I know London isn't going anywhere, I don't want to wait so long to go.

We'll see what happens, I have to make this look like a really good trip so she will go with me. Worst that could happen is that I will just have to go alone. My aunt's boyfriend has a uncle in London who is a doctor, and hopefully one of them will put in the good word with him, and I may have a place to stay. Right now the planning is a little fuzzy, but still exciting. I've never been out of the country before.