This is week 10 of the RIT quarter system, and the feeling is very familiar: something between panic, frustration and disbelief... how could any one person possibly accomplish what lies ahead and due in just a few short days? Someone is out of their friggin gourd to think I'll be able to do all this.

So, I take a deep breath and start applying my time towards the classes where my grade is most in question, and work from there: one thing at a time.

Florida can't come soon enough, and yet I wish it were weeks away.