Tuesday, March 11, 2003

Spring break: neither spring nor break—discuss; or: we'd like to interrupt your regularly scheduled mood for this hissyfit

I love my jobs, both student and layout editor; I've said it before and I'll say it again. That does not mean I want to be doing either of those jobs over what is supposed to be my only real break in a stressful semester. But I can't afford to go anywhere—in fact, I need the money that 30 hours of work will bring in—and I have to catch up on my thesis, so I'm doing both. I'm not overly happy about it, but I created this situation a long time ago and now I have to deal with it. And I am.

[Warning: flight off handle begins in five...four...three...two...] But.

I'm getting damn tired of having to defend my spring break "plans" to other people. Yes, I know that I'm pretty lame, staying home and working when I "should" be on the beach or in Paris or something, thanks. Hey, I'm a senior and this may be my last spring break ever? You don't say. Fascinating. Run away, now, before I give you a big ol' kick in that well-meaning-but-really-irritatingly-patronizing attitude of yours. So you think I should try to take advantage of fun things to do around here? Good idea, I'll pencil that in right between "finish ten-page paper" and "bite me."

I don't want your pity, I don't want your advice, I don't want your guff. Let me suffer through my spring break in peace; make fun of my evil co-worker with me (thanks Mananda), support my studying with snacks (cheers, M3), or leave me alone.

I'm telling you this for your own good. Now, ah say, go away, boy, ya bother me.

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