My last reserve comic is up. I guess I'll have to start making more again. ^_^;;;

I had to sign UH's housing agreement by April 30th. If I didn't, I could lose the room. If I signed and cancelled, I could lose $200. It was noon of that day, and I still had no idea where I would be spending the next year. My phonecall was transferred to several different people, when I finally ended up talking to some kind of liaison for the nursing school. She spoke with the vice chancellor of the program, then called me back on my cellphone about 3 hours later. Nothing can describe how hard my heart was beating when I looked down and saw that UT was calling me back.
I honestly believe that I was only admitted because they didn't have the heart to tell me no over the phone. She said to me "Your GPA is below the 3.5 cutoff, but the vice chancellor said he'd go ahead and admit you anyway. Your online status should change sometime this week". And it did change later that night. I was accepted to my first choice major. By the grace of God.
Jeff, of course, freaked out when I told him. He ecstatically IMed just about everyone on his buddy list. Almost, anyway. He took me out to P.F. Changs to celebrate, held my hand and grinned all evening. We stood out under the huge horse statues in the cool evening breeze, my hair was blowing out before me and I thought to myself that this was as wonderful a day and feeling as I have ever known.
Until, of course, a particularly strong gust of wind blew my skirt up over my head. Woosh! I'm almost certain the entire outdoor seating area saw my thonged behind. I know at least one person did. It was a large woman with long curly hair and glasses whose whole mass seemed to be laughing at me. "Huh--ga-huh--ga-huh" she quivered, extra chin shaking. I watched her over Jeff's shoulder, mortified, until we went inside. Jeff said it only happened for a second, nothing to worry about. I actually didn't mind so much. Nothing could bring me down that day.

I am only going to be a Cougar for another 2 weeks. Then that's it. It's over. I'll be a Longhorn from then on out. And as I think about the fact, something surprises me. I am sad.
Sometime during this semester I finally settled in. My bitterness slunk away and happiness began to crawl out of the cracks. I don't think I could have made it through the last four months without the kindness of my friends here. I am genuinely going to miss this place. These people. When did this become a home to me?
Nevertheless I'll be packing it all up this weekend. And I'm ready. Excited, despite that small sadness.

I am so thankful right now. And so very lucky.  ¶ 21:18