Where does the time go?

Woke up at noon today to the sound of Kate opening a can of pop as she walked through the hall. As she worked early this morning (7am), I was a little disconcerted and I sat up and murmured "It must still be super early" thinking that she hadn't yet left for work. A quick glance at the clock corrected this assumption, she had gone and come back already, and I thought about all the things that I should have been doing: like homework. Today was wasted and I have sooo much to do.

That paper on Cohen is due soon, and although Ive been thinking about it for a long time, nothing has actually been written down, and although I have formulated a thesis, it's stil rather vague and I need to do a lot of research before this paper is going to happen. I also have another paper due for Warburton, although I haven't taken a look at the topics yet, a portfolio for Education and another composition for french, one for lab, and another essay for Warburton. The end of term is going to come really fast.

It's funny, I feel like I was just at home, even though I was here for reading week, which should leave me missing home more than ever. I hope that spring comes soon so that I can see some of T.Bay's glory days before I have to leave for the summer. It's so gorgeous in the spring and summer, and I always have to miss the good parts for the crummy-ness of winter. If mother nature could arrange for a couple pleasant trips to the cascades with gorgeous weather, I would be much obliged. Now I think I'm going to go for a swim and get down to business once I get back in.

current music: Morning After, Elliot Smith