Well, this is almost enough to bring me down from the last two days of bliss. Almost.
I've been procrastinating absolutely everything for the past few months, at least until recently. Depression, anxiety, all that. I got a burst of motivation and have been trying to put my life in order. Anyway, turns out the school I want to apply to isn't accepting people for spring semester next year, which is what I was hoping for. Tuition is only open once a year. So, I have to wait until september of next year, or find a new school to go to. Had I applied a couple months back I probably would be there right now.
I have three options: Give up my dream and go somewhere else, wallow in self pity at the parent's house for yet another year, or move out and take a year to start a new life. I'm choosing #3.
This might be a good thing since I don't think I'm past all my problems yet. If I hit a depression spell in the middle of the semester, I'm almost certainly going to fail. There are simply too many classes for me to take in too short a time. I can't fall behind like that.
My biggest concern right now is I'll be moving to a big city where I know almost no one, and I'll have no idea where to meet people to make some friends so I'm not quite so alone (and damn am I sick of being alone). The college I want to go to has some neat clubs listed in their package, but I don't think I can just walk in on those until I'm actually a student there. Second biggest concern is finding whatever oddball job(s) I can get so I can survive for a year and hopefully save up a bit of money. I can't get a job here, where I have actual recommendations, so finding one that isn't horrible there will probably be a significant obstacle.
So it's going to be rough. But fuck it, I'm going to try.