Spring Break, gone wrong...gone right Ok...so this week is Spring Break at the University of Tennessee. Thousands of teenage boys and girls flock to exotic shores and party towns across the nation in order to partake in the local indulgences and mate like rabits who've just watched some soft core porn on skinemax. It somehow reminds me of those turtles who travel thousands of miles just to lay their eggs in the beach, and then leave, haha. Well...I was bummed when I learned that I had to have my wisdom teeth out over the break(Thursday, to be exact). All of my friends would be doing the turtle routine, while I get to sit around and watch SNL reruns, or whatever. "OK," I thought...I'll just get some sleep, save some money, and do some work(namely an 18-20 page essay on pluralistic democracy due the 18th). Well...everyone was gone by late Saturday Night, and by then, I had already accepted my fate. I was sitting in my dorm room, watching Blue Crush(I actually have good taste in movies...i can't argue w/ Kate Bosworth in a bikini, though). Then my friend calls me from the airport...he'd been in maryland, trying out for the Raven's cheerleading tea...and is screaming about picking him up. Well...I head out to the airport, and pick him up along w/ 3, 3 raven's cheerleaders and his brother. So...while I'm doing math about how many guys to girls there are...I'm sure they're checking out the interior on my stout 89 Plymoth Voyager. We spend the night in and out of bars, occupied by only us. It was amazing...we had so much fun, and I got to make out with this cute brunette that had been hanging on my coat tail(although, why, i'm not sure...oh wait...maybe those 7, 138 shots of JD we did had something to do with it, haha). I wake up the next day...sunday...to the sun in my face. It's gorgeous out...70 degrees, sunny, breezy. I went up onto the roof of my dorm, passed a pipe while listening to bob marley, and read political theory. The wind was great on top of the 8 story dorm...gusting everywhere...My girlfriend called me sometime in the afternoon, upset because it was raining in Cabo, where she'd gone to spring break. I stayed out on the roof until sunset. Reading,listening to music, and talking w/ one of my firends. Monday, I did all the chores that I needed to do. I went to wal-mart, cleaned my room(which is spotless now, if i can add that), cleaned the van, did laundry. I played basketball, wrote out an outline for my paper, and managed to download Alice in Wonderland...which made my day. Today, I just plan on having a good time. I'm going to sit around ALL day...watch movies...eat rainbow sherbert...and enjoy my spring break. The whether is beautiful...I might just go do some more work on my paper, outside. I wouldn't say that it makes me happy that all of my friends and girlfriend are suffering through a wet and wholly dissatisfying spring break...but it does kind of make me realize that fun is all in how you make it. I saved 450 dollars...I've gotten things done...and I've had a great time doing it. After thursday and friday dissapear in the face of hydrocodone, I'll find myself refreshed...relaxed...satisfied...and slightly numb. Spring Break 2004, wooohooo! "We're gonna be up five hundy by midnight, baby. Vegas! Vegas!" I'd love it if any of you got that quote, haha.