Indeed I am. Look at the things I make!
The semester, feeling as though it has just begun, is in fact coming to a close... and ever closer looms my midyear critique. The thought scares the shit out of me. I am seriously going to make note cards beforehand. 'Tis a lot of pressure, being singled out and grilled by 5+ people at once, your peers clustered close to stare. And we each have individual dates! So it's not as though they will finish with me and move on to someone else. All those people will be there just for the sake of critiquing my progress (and oh are they tough at midyears).
I am trying hard not to be sick from the very thought.