Ahoy matey

So, I got accepted to semester at sea September 16th, two days after my birthday. And then I find out that I must mail (by no means fax) my finacial aid forms and pull a thousand dollars out of my ass by Friday. I was really close to pissing on myself. However, my saintly Grandfather was wonderful enough to resolve both of these problems...God bless you Grandpa, I love you.

It's really surreal that I'm doing this, because while I love the travel channel, am in love with other cultures, and nearly all of my friends are either from, or have visited other countries, I;ve never thought I'd be able to go these places. I feel like I'm not smart or cultured enough. I'm still in disbelief that I got in. I don't wanna blow my own horn, but from what I hear, admission has been super competitive recently and I was accepted the day after SAS got my disciplinary form. So I'm pretty much fucking amazing. Just kidding. I really don't want to say something that will end up biting me in the ass. It just feels so unreal, and I'm trying to imagine that plane ride to Nassau and it's overwhelming...

So aside from post acceptance shock, I've come up with a goal for semester at sea. I've decided I want to kiss a different guy in every country I go to. I'm a little concerned about when we get to asia, because I've only been attracted to a (very very) small handful of asian guys, because it feels like incest to me. I think it's a good challenge for myself, because not only am I totally socially awkward, and not particularly good looking already, but I'll have a huge language barrier as an obstacle as well. This will definetley happen during clubhopping/ night life deal (even though I plan on going to the places that make all these countries, their country) and I plan on getting pictures.

I have more to write but I've gotta go to sleep soon so I can get up at the ass crack of dawn to overnight deliver financial aid forms.