This semester almost had me. The end is nigh, two more weeks to survive and a couple of exams in January, but I'm burned to the crisp. Not the first time, not the last, unpleasant nonetheless.

But I learned last week that our masters program is awkwardly structured: approx. 60% of *all* subjects and academic load is focused in the first semester. The rest should be a breeze to get through. Which is good, I'm now sure whether I have enough juice for another semester like this.