Spring Break

Every spring semester, it is my sole goal to make it to spring break. If I can make it that far, I know I can get through the few remaining weeks and then escape into a 3-month summer vacation.

Today, I have reached that goal, and it is a weight off my shoulders. Literally. I don't have to carry a backpack for about 10 days.

But of course there's no such thing as being able to relax, even when time off is given to do so. It seems to me that the purpose of spring break is just to provide time to catch up or complete the larger projects given prior to its arrival. Without fail, I have at least one research paper to complete over every break I've had in college -- something I would, without the arrival of spring break, not be able to accomplish.

It always baffles me that so many people can escape to the beach for a week-long alcoholic party. Not that I can legally drink anyway, but I would just never have the time.

Why do they never have things to do?? Or do they just not care as much and will put fun before their schoolwork?

Whichever it is, I wish I had the opportunity just once to not do anything because I want to. I want the chance to sit and not worry about anything going on. I suppose I could develop a stronger work ethic and make time prior to spring break to complete my work (to be fair, everything I have to do was assigned in January), but it's just hard to work without a more immediate deadline. That's just journalism though.

It's okay. Sacrificing relaxation is the price that has to be paid when you're a perfectionist. One day, I'll get a break.