The other day I made a four year plan, because I really like having plans, and in this land of you-thought-your-life-was-going-to-look-like-that? having a plan really feels good when things are crumbling around you. Despite my best efforts of not taking a single break from school (we are talking every semester including summers and this year I’m not even taking a December holiday break, I’m signed up for winter session hell), I will not graduate until next fall.