18 November, 2009

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First Post. Alright, cool.

My name is Emily, and in exactly 53 days, I will be heading out to study for an entire semester at Ithaca College’s London Center Centre. I think it’s important to mention here that I have, for the vast majority of my twenty years, been waiting for this opportunity. I’m from one of those families that speaks in British accents at the dinner table. My siblings and I have practically mastered it by now, since we’ve been doing it so long. My mother wonders how on Earth she gave birth to four American Anglophiles, while my father tends to try and join in with bad Monty Python impressions. (No offense, Daddy, I love you!) Now that I am actually going to be living there for several months, I think it’s pretty needless to say that I am beyond excited.

So this blog has been created mainly to keep in touch with my friends and family whilst I am abroad, but I don’t discriminate. It’s really open to anyone who is interested in reading about the hilariously madcap adventures of a fabulous (and slightly insane) young American woman in British-land.
Let’s jump right in, shall we?

Today was a major freak-out day. I finally got my passport in the mail, so I thought, oh hey, I’ll just fill out my visa application now, right? Wrong. Well, right. I did fill it out. And I finished it and scheduled a biometrics appointment, too. (For some reason whenever I think about a biometrics appointment I think of robots. I feel like they will be turning me into the bionic exchange student or something. Which would be kind of cool, I suppose. But it might throw off my groove a little.) But then I realized there’s an issue. I don’t know if my parents’ bank account, which we’re using to prove I can financially support myself over there in British-land (even though I’m not actually going to be using any of the money in that account), fits the criteria for the kind of account required for the visa application.

So I look at as many websites as humanly possible, email as many people as I can, I even phoned the Ithaca College London Center (in LONDON!) to try and figure it out. Guess what? No one can help me, they can just refer me to other places to call so I can try to figure it out. Even if those other places I’ve been referred to actually have a phone charge of $3 per MINUTE. Ew. Needless to say, I didn’t call that number. After hours upon hours of searching, which in reality was only about 45 minutes, I received an email back from WorldBridge.com. Excited and a little nervous, I opened it, hoping to hear good news.

What I received, however, was a long, rambling passage about financial requirements for a visa application. The same long, rambling passage I’d read on their website only minutes ago. No answer to my question, just a quick copy and paste job. I was not amused. And my question still has not been answered.

Oh, my darling prospective internship, I hope that the government stops being lame and I will get to fulfill my dreams of being a migrant worker in Europe. *wistful sigh*

Wish me luck, folks.


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