I've got a lot on my plate these days. Papers and projects and presentations are tugging me in too many directions. My brain won't stop thinking, and my body won't stop twitching. (Seriously. I am prone to stress-twitching.) I'm not sure how everything is going to get done on time (even though I know it all always gets done somehow). Still, though, there's not a day that I set foot on campus that I'm not grateful to be there. Today marks a year since I learned I'd been accepted to Mizzou, but my excitement over this fact hasn't waned.

Every day when I see the columns, a little giddy voice inside me says, "Oh, my gosh. I get to go to Missouri." I get to go to Missouri. That makes all those papers and projects and presentations more bearable.