Houston is such a tease. The weather, warm and breezy. The humidity, tolerable. The amount of time I get to enjoy it, minimal. That's right, it's finals time at Rice University. Duck and cover, folks. Tomorrow is the last day of classes, followed by two study days. After that, one full week of the highest quality panic and stress this side of the Mississippi. Personally, I have the pleasure of taking four finals, two of which will effectively kick my ass. BUT ALL IS NOT LOST. Because I know no matter how poorly I do on my finals (and I'm exaggerating here; my grades will be perfectly fine), I know that in 4 months and 8 days, I will be on a plane to the Eternal City. (Provided I renew my passport, apply for my visa, receive my visa, turn in all my paperwork and actually catch my flight.) Cheers to motivation!
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