Conspiracy Theories

I think the Study Abroad Office is out to get me. It's official -- They hate me and, subsequently, I hate them. At the beginning of the semester, they changed the deadline to submit the applications from October 15 to September 15 without telling anyone. Naturally, I missed it and had a panic attack. Then, after I submit everything, they told me my application was incomplete when, clearly, it was not. After all this craziness, they finally accepted me. Now, during orientation, they tell me that I never applied for the Internship program so they didn't give me an internship.

Finally, after fighting with them, I have an interview because "luckily" they have a space and they're able to place me somewhere. The interview, mind you, must be between 9am and 3pm Spain time, which is 3am and 9am East Coast time. Fun!

I swear to you, this entire experience is just beyond my comprehension. These people have been driving me up the wall since the beginning of the semester. I thought the *consulate* was going to be bad. Ha, in comparison, they're angels. In fact, they gave me a longer visa than I requested so in theory, I can wander around Spain for another [almost] two months after my program ends.

Oy. I just want to settle everything already and be on my merry little way to my beautiful Madrid, where the sun shines and the churros are crunchy.. (and BU officials don't make me want to rip my hair out.)