The Trek to Freedom
Well, lets be serious I wish I could be entirely witty and interesting to listen to, as those other famous bloggers, however unfortunately I’m just a normal girl. But, if your interested I will regale with tales of my life as that college girl. But for starters, I don’t attend a school most people know about. I mean when I told people were I was going I was either greeted with congratulatory praise or that demeaning glance, which says “It must be a community college … awkward… ” But no I attend Swarthmore. To this day, I am not really sure how I got in but I thank my lucky stars I did!! Anywho that’s a little background about where I am, you’ll get the rest later …
To the future: Spring Break is a mere week away. Five short days until freedom is mine. Here at Swarthmore, the break is more than just the excuse for a week filled with laziness and debauchery, but also a break from the work that makes us Swatties. No doubt one could also say there are assignments that are due after break, immediately but you always have the choice of the wonderful all-nighter, which I personally would choose over polluting my pure break with the evils of work. Nonetheless, there is no way I will be doing any type of work on the sunny, beautiful beaches of Destin, Florida. Are you jealous yet, cause you should be! I mean, granted I’m not really telling the whole story. There is that small, tiny part of the fact it is a training trip for Swat’s track and field team, meaning when I’m not sunning and tanning I will be dying in various painful, athletic and sweaty ways. Another downside is the fact I won’t see my family unless I plan a visit to them, part of me is sad… another relieved, shh!! So my options are this week, to either swim with the workload or drown waking up in Florida as one of the undead. It’s a hard choice, especially with all the perks there are to being undead, but you know for now I’ll choose to stay alive.