Yesterday was my last day of classes...wooo hoo! Right? Not really.
Sure, summer vacation is bitchen. Homework blows. Finals = sucky when it's beach-worthy weather. Meh.
All this may be true but I really don't care that school's out for summer. I (for the most part) kind of like my homework because it involves: post on my blog once a week...which I'm doing right now. Or write a portion of my memoir which I want to do anyway. My professors were all amazing and I had a kick ass schedule.
The three or so months between classes are not all they're cracked up to be. Follow me--we have to pack up all of our shit that has accumulated over two whole semesters, move out of our dorms where we are free to live by our own rule-free rules and we head home most likely far far away from friends. Personally, I have no friends from like high school or in my town so leaving UMass can be very lonely. I do love the extra quality time with the fam but even they get sick of that after like a week.
Luckily all of my close friends are just that- they live within in a not so distant trip. Since I totally don't have a car however (different blog for another day) no matter where my amigos rest there academic hats, I can't get to them.
And summertime jobs. How much do those suck? Not everyone is lucky enough to spend their summers vacaying on Myrtle Beach all tanorexic (both too tanned and skinny for this matter) sipping umbrella trimmed, sugar rimmed drinks. Last summer, I spent my days in high waisted, highly unattractive khaki pants and an equally unflattering too big t-shirt touting the logo of Smokey Bones: BBQ Grill. Swimming laps around a vat of mustard based barbecue sauce instead of fresh salty sea water = not my idea of an enjoyable break. Not to mention the horrific pay and mediocre tips.
Later this month, or next week for that matter, I have nothing concrete lined up. A few applications will be in the mail, an interview in place but nothing salary guaranteeing. No income to assure a road romping trip with fellow cabin fevered folks. Between shifts of buff-a-cue chicken serving in Summer 07, I was fortunate enough to be one of the elite beach dwellers on the exclusive isle of Nantucket (only affording the trip because of a friendly invite and free bed).
It may be too late to assure a more invigorating May-August 08 but I know at the end of it all I have September to look forward to and my (eek) senior year. School has friends within walking distance, no curfews or regulations and a workstudy job which is like free money. My 21st birthday does fall nicely between spring and fall which holds potential for making this vacation worthwhile.
We'll see how the sizzling season unfolds but until then, I will take advantage of the university and the free two weeks of no finals or classes where I can enjoy what college is really for--staying up till 4am riding around town, an iPod on shuffle and a slurpee with amazing people and waking up at 2 in the afternoon to repeat the more than fulfilling cycle.
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