my charade is the event of the season.

So, this might seem... out of the blue, and given the hour I may just be moody, but for the first time I feel completely unprepared for what's ahead.

I'm supposed to be moving in on Friday. Except, I made a mistake, there was a misunderstanding, and now I'm not so sure I have a room at all!

I have no classes. Every class I wanted to take is full, of course, as a transfer I'm last to choose. But waiting a full year to return to my Japanese studies? NEXT Spring? That would be totally pointless. I have one class registered and, irony of ironies, it's about adapting books to film. A SCREENWRITING RELATED CLASS. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME? Why was that the only one open?

I don't know the campus. I'm struggling to fill out forms. I only have a few credits transferred and they are screwing around with the rest. Do I need to send them more information? They didn't ask for a thing. Why aren't they communicating with me? Why do I feel so horribly lost?

It's like I'm failing before I've even started, and I'm just not used to this. I thought this was a change for the better, something I absolutely needed to do, and now all I sense is danger. I'm panicking. Why am I, someone with straight A's from college and plenty of determination, left without an idea of what to do - full of potential but no clue where to go?

I both hate and desperately need help.

It sucks.

[Edit]: And then, at an even weirder time, I get a message from that friend I knew when I was 12 and he says to call. He says he's stoked. And it's actually kind of hilarious how much better I feel.

Still unsure, but... how bizarre is this?