It comes around once a year. It's something we all anticipate and crave. What is it you may ask? It's Spring Break. This wonderful week is a necessity in every college kid's life. Whether it means going home, flying to a tropical island or driving nine hours to Mississippi to visit your step sister (which trust me, is the longest nine hours of your life). No matter what it is or where you go, it's the best week of your second semester.
For some odd, annoying reason, all your professors cram every possible paper, project, and midterm in right before this break, which sucks. Your mind is stuck on the idea of leaving school behind for a week. How do professors expect us to focus? The positive part is that the amazing week of spring break (typically) consists of no school or worries. If only is were a little bit longer.
Honestly, college, thank you for this week. Although you may cram all possible hell in before, that week is so worth it. For me, my week consists of hanging with my step sister and absolutely no worries, even if I have to drive nine hours to get there. I need it. Just like you need a week on a tropical island or a week at home.
Dear college: thank you. I can't speak for us all, but I appreciate this magical week we call spring break.
