the end of semester blues

One more week of classes and then final exams. One weekend off and then my York distance ed class begins. Blech. I really thought I would have three weeks off. The night I found out that all I get is one weekend was a bad one.

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I'm sick of school - don't I say that every semester? I've convinced myself to stick it out the full two years and finish up an honours. I really ought to do a master's right away so I can take advantage of the scholarships out there for grads. There's always way too much to keep track of.

I missed the osap deadline by 2 (non-business) days. I'll have to head to the financial aid office first thing in the morning. The budget looked good until i found that class at york is going to cost as much as the three from windsor combined. I'm so glad I'm getting two credits for it.

Today was a good day. I went to visit my parents and we spent a lot of it outside. We rode around on the little electric scooters my dad built and then Xana and I went bike riding together. I really should have been marking and writing papers but I really really want to spend time with my kids. Go figure. I'm at the point now where there's so much to do that I'll never get it all done so why do any of it? I think I get this way at the end of every semester.

I can wait for my weekend of summer break. Yippee.