Well at least with this semester. Which has been by far the hardest semester of graduate school ever. A friend told me that graduate school is the sea of uncertainty. A professors' praise can make you feel like you are soaring sky high, while criticisms make you feel as if your world is crashing down upon you.
Luckily December 11th it is all over and I am going here, with this wonderful guy who knows that wearing my pink bike helmet is the perfect way to make me smile. Also he supports my blueberry tea habit.
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a trip to Mexico during the winter? what a great way to celebrate!
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