Well I'm here in the library, free day in Kelsey’s. I decided to do a quick post because there is absolutely nothing else in the world to occupy my mind. It’s tough, real tough. I think I commented on this anticipatory wait back on like Monday, I was pretty much spot on with assuming that the wait would be terrible.
It’s such a textbook 7th-period-before-spring-break. The 7th period before Spring Break follows a formula; it has not changed since my freshman year. The day goes on and your awareness of the anxiety fades in and out until you reach 5th period. Then it seems to kick into “oh shit it’s almost spring break” mode and from there on out there’s not much else you can think about but the week to come. 6th period rolls on through, and then 7th period you mindlessly sit until it feels as if you’re going to melt. It’s the same feeling every year, and I’m right in the thick of it whilst writing this.
A nice last day, today was. Fourth period I got one of those hokey lays that look like a grocery bag. It goes will with the blue ’11 shirt I’m wearing; I haven’t taken it off since reception. It’s just a nice humble reminder that life is about to get real clean for anyone leaving the city of Louisville, and partaking in the adventure that is Spring Break. I’ll probably take the necklace off and throw it away once the bell rings, which is in 20 minutes and 20 seconds. Yeah, I’m counting.
Throughout the week, and even the semester, there has been discussion on where you’re going on Spring Break. I find it quite depressing when I hear the bummers of this school say “nowhere, staying in Louisville”. And I reply with something like “oh that sucks”. Then they say “eh not really”. But they are very wrong. Then there are all the people who say they’re going somewhere besides a cruise. That’s great for them, I love hearing about where they’re going, be it Panama, Destin, wherever. Although I do not feel envy or jealousy to them, it’s not because I think my trip will be better than theirs. I’m just insanely satisfied with my projected Spring Break.
I look around and see people twiddling their thumbs, idling creating conversation, or browsing the internet with no aim (as I was doing before I decided to break out with some writing). This may be something of what hell is like. Especially when I focus on people who I know are going somewhere great like Panama, I notice and feel their pain. But once the bell rings, hell will have frozen over and we will all be relieved. Until then it just sucks.
I wonder what Spring Break will be like in college. Since 7th grade my Spring Breaks have gotten substantially better and better as I went through high school. Now hopefully this next week will be the culmination of the past 6 years of the recreational aspect of my life. And unless something goes terribly wrong, it probably will be. But next year in college I have a new league to “recreate” with, and all sorts of new things to experience. I’ve sort of come to master cruises and all they entail; whatever comes up in college will have to be partaken similarly. Actually I don’t really think it matters. I’ll deal with that when I get there.
Right now I’m here; with ten minutes left and a cruise set to ARM. I don’t want to steal all the time of my glorious 7th-period-before-spring-break chill time, so I’ll make this conclusion short. The next time I write in this blog I will have experienced Spring Break ’11. But until then…
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