Most college students choose to spend their Spring Break in Mexico or Florida, getting skin cancer and living like a 24/7 Ricky Martin music video. While I understand the appeal of lounging by the pool at some exotic locale, á la Blondie here in this Judge Parker strip, I went another route and chose to spend a wonderful week at home with my family and assorted friends who were also home on break.
Things I will miss from Spring Break:
1) Real food. For my first dinner back at school, I'm too exhausted/sick/lazy to drag myself to the dining hall, so I am instead attempting to mimic the nutritional value of an actual meal with popcorn, Vitamin Water, and oatmeal craisin cookies. Take that, impending scurvy.
2) Reading Judge Parker as a telenovela with Mr. C. It may sound weird, but adding Colombian accents and dramatic intonation to this otherwise dull comic strip is quite entertaining.
3) The addictive crack bacon from the McLean Family Restaurant. As an esteemed bacon connoisseur, I can honestly say they have the best bacon I have ever tasted.
4) Other people joining in when I randomly break into song. When I'm home (i.e. with my similarly-minded family members and friends), my random bouts of song are generally tolerated, even appreciated, and often turn into duets.
5) Not doing anything that could be even remotely considered "academic."
6) Watching television with real people instead of Twitter people (AKA random strangers I've never met but who happen to share my taste in television shows). B.t. dubs, I am aware that Twitter is not a suitable substitute for human interaction.
7) DVR recording capabilities. You have no idea how many times I try to pause and rewind live television while I'm watching at school, where I have nothing but basic cable and a DVD player.
8) My black cardigan, which I conveniently left on the floor of my bedroom at home.
9) Not having to wear flip-flops in the shower/Not having to share the shower with five roommates and several varieties of mold and bacteria.
10) The thrill of random people (and by "random people" I mean friends and neighbors who were probably invited) coming and going through the house at various intervals.
Ah, the wonder of Spring Break, how I long to recapture thee. Sigh... It's hard to be back, but fortunately there are only about 9 weeks left of classes, and then we're home free. So I'll just continue to do the minimal amount of work necessary to maintain my unremarkable GPA, pop a One-A-Day vitamin every once in a while, and I'll be good to go.