That doesn't just suck because it's Monday like it regularly would. It sucks because Spring Break is over. My last undergraduate spring break.
I realized this today as my cell phone alarm went off at 7:45; leaving me blinking in the dark of my bedroom. Because I sleep with nick-@-nite on, I could hear Dora the Explorer prompting me to translate orders in Spanish.
"Why the fuck am I up?"
& the answer was--because you have to get dressed and go to art class now. It's Monday. Spring Break is over.
Fuck you, Monday!
It's not like I did anything super fantastic--well, I guess it was to me. I spent the entire week with possibly the most important person I know right now--important to me & not related.
& now it's gone.
I'd like to think it went by so fast in part because of the Earthquake that hit Chile, which tipped the Earth's axis, & made the days shorter. One might argue that the days are only shorter by mere miliseconds but I don't fuck around when it comes to my time off from school, especially since it's my senior year. That shit adds up, okay?
Tonight while I bs my way through a paper for gender & society, I'll take a break, grab my 40 from the fridge and pour a little out on the sidewalk in front of my house for my late holmes, Spring Break.
R.I.P. Spring Break 2010--you were so young.
All photos in this post are from Spring Break 2009 where I ventured to Panama City, FL.
... In case you were curious.