There are moments in life, where I feel so overwhelmed at the amount of stuff that I need to accomplish, that I simply want to stick my head in the sand and cry ostrich. A week or two ago, I stumbled across a shining beacon of graduation hope. I went to meet with my major department's academic counselor, who informed me that I could graduate in December, at the end of Fall quarter. That's a whole two quarters ahead of where I though I was projected to finish. Due to some departmental restructuring, I only have one 5 credit hour course left before I am finished with my major, leaving a handful of general education credits left for me to take care of. Two quarters worth of credits, actually. What seemed like that distant spot off in the distance with the vauge feeling of needing to look into graduate schools, suddenly is only months away. I am thrilled to be graduating so soon, as it will allow me to have more time and build up a cushion for the move to England. Now, I can start officially freaking out about applying to grad school. The fun never ends, does it?