back to school

I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off for the last few days.  It is all craziness trying to get ready to go for the end of the term.  I had forgotten how stressful it was to move again.  I obviously have to go, but I have really enjoyed my term over here and would REALLY not mind working back-to-back work terms.  School is full of my own bad choices.  I have been planning how I am going to confront different professors to try to argue my grades from last term even higher.  I have to try to convince Dr. Seeley to sign off on me going to Germany.  I will be working harder than ever to get the grades I need and should be able to get.  I am in a strange state between panic and stubbornness and fear and determination and excitement and run-on sentences.  I do not know if I want to cry or rejoice