Sunday, March 14, 2010

Spring Break Sucks ...

First, there's still time to join the NCAA basketball tournament pick 'em game that is being hosted by Doc and me.  If you want to play, email me or Doc and Doc will send you an invite.  You don't have to be a basketball expert to play either.  Hell, other than Arkansas games, I think I've probably only watched three games all season.  I haven't a clue who to pick.

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Well, apparently it's spring break week again.  I didn't know this until a couple of people on Twitter mentioned it today.  As I told them, I never went anywhere for spring break when I was in college or college age. 

I usually had to work, or couldn't afford it.  Although, one year I did to go to the Old Southwest Conference Basketball Tournament in Dallas.  And, I did spend the majority of that weekend really drunk.  Also, I got kicked out of an adult video store and almost got arrested in there.  So, it was kind of like spring break.  We just replaced all the bikini clad co-eds with strippers.

But, I did want to go to Florida for spring break. I just never got the chance.  I think I was a little intimidated.  I was especially bothered by this one dude that lived in my dorm who said "If you can't get laid at spring break, then you are the biggest loser ever." 

See, he used that same line for every big event that happened.  Christmas party, big frat parties like the Luau at the SigEp house and Red Eye and whatever else.  Since I had already proven him correct about my being a loser at those events, I kind of didn't want to risk totally confirming my loserdom at spring break.

Come to think of it, I never really went to any of the "big events."  Starting with Homecoming dances and Colors Day dances and Prom in high school, all the way through spring break trips and whatever in college, I missed them all.  And, just to keep my perfect streak in tact, I didn't go to my 20 year high school reunion which was held about 1 mile from my apartment.

Of course the upside to not going anywhere for spring break was that Fayetteville is a really quiet town when all the students are gone.  I could go to a place like George's Majestic Lounge to see some live music and only the locals would be there.  Very few college students.  Which meant a much cooler, less pretentious crowd. 

The downside was that I knew that on Monday I would be sitting in classes with well tanned people who were bragging about all the partying they did while in Florida.  Man, how I hated those people. 

Oh, and I ALWAYS had one of those asshole professors who made sure that a major project would be due the Monday after spring break.  He was also the same one who would have a test or assignment due the Monday after the Super Bowl.  And when someone would ask him about it, he would act like he had no idea the Super Bowl was that weekend.  What a prick. I would name the worst of these professors, but he's actually quite well known these days and I guarantee you that arrogant bastard googles himself on a daily basis.  Maybe even hourly.

And, you would think that since I didn't go anywhere for spring break and had extra time that I would have my project perfected or be ready for a test that Monday after, right?  Uh, no.  I would be spending Sunday night scrambling to get my work done or to study.  Just like everyone else.

So, basically while everyone else was spending spring break like this...
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I spent the week like this ...
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Uh yeah, bitter much?  Anyway, tell me about all your great spring break memories.  Go ahead. Rub it in.

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