Come pick me up, take me out - I'm BORED

Today, at approximately 9:25 I finished my last piece of course work for this term, marking the end of course work for my entire third year of university. It was a presentation on the operations of the surgery department at Mount Sinai Hospital in Toronto. I thought it went fairly well apart from the look of disgust when we mentioned that two of the measures of quality were the death rate and infection rate (true).

While it feels fantastic to be done with course work, it feels like a huge let down. At 9:26 this morning I failed to remember a single one of those things that I had complained about not being able to do all term.

I:

• Came home


• Vacuumed


• Finished filing my papers


• Finished yesterday's spring cleaning (oh the stuff I own!)


• Made lunch


• Did my flat-mates dishes


• Collected and took out all the garbage and recycling


• Dusted


• Read part of Anthony and Cleopatra


• Napped

That only got me until 2pm. So I packed up some stuff and went for a long walk, passed through the school looking for anyone, checked for our ICE week mark, wandered and did groceries.

I quite obviously, have no idea what to do with all this time.

Laura | 18:07