The week before spring break. Why is there even a week before spring break, anyway? There may not be one single week that is dreaded and loathed more than the pre-spring break week. Simply put, it is the worst possible tease and the biggest bully of all time. By the time that first day off comes, no, by the time that first minute of spring break officially starts, that’s when you will find me with a drink in my hand. Dear pre-spring break, this is what you make me ask myself all week.

1. Mid terms?

Excuse me, where the heck did you come from? As if we haven’t been doing enough in class anyway? You choose now, right now, this week, to pop up and make my life a living hell? Real cool. Way to slide in here all creep like and screw my week. This was supposed to be my pre-game week, not my pre-pare week.

2. Really, a paper?

So, you’re telling me two weeks before I am planning everything for my vacation that I am supposed to be doing research online? Honestly, do you know how distracting the Internet is? Even when I am looking up things for this research paper you assigned me, there are ads on the side telling me Cabo is just around the corner.

3. So, you’re going to extend class time?

OK. Now this one, this is just the worst thing a professor could ever do. I understand you really want to “fit all of the material in,” but I don’t think you understand I really don’t care. You’re going over your scheduled time. I’m sorry. You lose. Bye-bye.