Slipping slowly from my reach

The first thought to enter my mind on waking this morning was the thought of all the things I should have mentioned in the midterm, but didn't. It was as if my subconscious had been plotting all night to ambush me.

Between now and the start of exams (on 27 October) I have only three assessments remaining. The year crashes sickeningly to a close, and surprisingly enough, I feel again the way I felt in the dying weeks of my math major. I'm digging in my heels to try to slow time down. Not that I've gone crazy with enjoyment for my study this year, but studying at Vic is all I know, and soon it will be gone forever.

However, I can say with complete innocence of cliche that the thing I will miss most about Vic is my classmates. As there's a fair chance I'll be able to stay in touch with some of them, that means leaving is not as scary as it could be.