ACCEPTANCE LETTER!

So.... recently UNSW have been sending me very cryptic emails. Last week I got one about accommodation, talking all about where we should choose and links to all the amazing places we can live.... though I still didn't have an acceptance letter!? I emailed our go-to-girl Marsh at the Interational Office and she told me to pop in on Thursday to have a chat about stuff and collect a pack all about insurance. I turned up, grabbed my pack, and was then told that Marsha wasn't in and to just email her again. Brilliant, as usual, more information was stuffed down my throat and no progress made. Then, this morning, I got another email from UNSW about airport transfer, which began 'Dear incoming exchange students', which confused me even more. I sent a slightly more pointed email to Marsha, and a very cheerful and polite on to UNSE, basically asking what the fuck was going on and would they please tell me if I'd been accepted or not!?
Then, roughly two hours ago, I was checking my emails and thought to myself "Hmm... actually, Sydney are 10 hours ahead, so that means that they'll be in office again as it's their Tuesday morning... perhaps they'll respond to my email soon? I'll leave my emails open... just on the off chance...".
As I was getting into bed just now, I heard my little email 'bing' noise go off, and then all of a sudden...

FUCK YEAH! I'M GOING TO SYDNEY BITCHES!

....and cue the crying.

I whatsapped my housemates to see who was awake and ran downstairs to have a little cuddle and a cry with Poppy and Sarah, as they were the only ones still up. Then I tried to get hold of Oli, and all my family, and none of them bloody picked up! I finally managed to get hold of my littlest sis and gave her the news, but I'm pretty sure she wont remember in the morning as she was half asleep. (I feel a bit mean actually, she's definitely got a GCSE tomorrow.... whoops...). I texted a few friends to tell them the news and got some very emotional responses which made the whole crying thing a lot worse, however it seems like everyone is up for having a huge going away party in June which'll be fun!
I eventually got hold of Oli by working out who he would be with and calling their phones, and had a little chat with him - he's with a group of friends an hour away tonight. Also, trust me to find out that I'm going away for a year on our 2 years 5 months! Happy anniversary! Not. He was lovely and very excited for me but I'm feeling a bit sad about the whole thing as it's going to mean a lot of change for us...
So, all in all, I'm over the moon, but also it's a massive headfuck and I've got that whole excited/terrified thing going on. Really need to chat to my parents and to start getting my visa, accommodation, passport and flights booked.... fuckidy tit balls I have a lot to be thinking about....