Sometimes I look back and I cannot believe that I am already on the edge of Spring Break during my sophomore year. Time flies extremely fast. It seems I am always looking forward to something whether it be an event happening over the weekend or a period of break during the school year. I wait. And I wait. And before I know it, that break is over and I am back in the mix with schoolwork and exams and the like. Why does time have to work in such a way that when we want to enjoy a specific moment, it is over before we know it? Yet when we are grinding through a period of time that is undesirable, it seems it will never end.
A good friend once explained to me that time is like a bar of soap. We squeeze it so hard to try and hold on to the good moments, but the harder we squeeze, the quicker they slip away from the palm of our hands. If we do not hold on long enough, the moment drags and is forgotten.
I think it’d be best if we do not talk about how fast Spring Break is going to fly by. Instead, we can discuss the contents of break and all it has to offer.
Last year as a freshman, it was always hard to separate from my hall, even if it was for a week. We were lucky enough to share such a relationship with each other. Not all halls have this advantage. Spring Break was typical last year. I rode home with a couple friends and spent the week at home. I guess I was not comfortable enough with anyone to spend break with them yet. I always have this weird voice in the back of mind, usually the voice of my mother, scolding me for choosing to spend break with someone else other than my family.
Spring Break in high school was never as adventurous though. I attended two high schools; I spent three years in one and a year and a half in the other. My first high school was part of a hick town in Missouri where Spring Break typically entailed decent weather and sunshine. No one went anywhere except the two rich kids who flew to Mexico, Jamaica or Los Angeles. In my second high school, everyone went everywhere. Granted, the majority of our students drove Hummers and new Mustangs to school, you know the type.
I liked Spring Break, even in high school. I used to own a LeBaron convertible in high school, my old white beater with a leaky roof and squeaky brakes. There is nothing like flying down main street with the top down and the cool, Spring breeze tangling your hair—for those of you who have hair and can relate. Spring comes at the right time in Southern Wisconsin. By Spring Break, leaves are budding on the trees and the sun makes a regular appearance. The snow cowers away like a frightened vampire avoiding dawn and shrinks into the ground, feeding the imminent green grass. One can truly feel the world awakening from a long sleep with sprouting flowers and vibrantly vocal birds.
Thinking of Spring Break makes me miss summer. But as I discussed earlier, before I know it, the school year will be ending and I would have finished my last exam and then summer is here. It happens. Too fast.
My senior year of high school over Spring Break, I went to a field away from the city and watched the stars till dawn, pointing out shooting stars and listening to the coyotes howl in the distance. In the morning, we saw a family of deer wander into the meadow for an early bite to eat. Eventually, watching them made me hungry for breakfast. I like to do activities such as this to make every moment of my life memorable.
As you depart on your adventurous trip towards Spring Break, whatever destination you have planned, I hope you make memories. Do something crazy.
Even if you aren’t going anywhere for Spring Break and are just going home, it’s okay. That is exactly what I am doing. I am staying in areas non-tropical and in the Midwest. You’d be surprised at how many students don’t actually go away anywhere for Spring Break. I mean, think about it. We’re college students signing over our lives to debt. But you can still go crazy.

Dear Sassy,
I am a senior in college and this past weekend I went to a party. I usually try to avoid parties where there is underage drinking, so imagine my surprise when I saw my younger sister (a freshman) at the same party. I watched her drink but I did not approach her then and there. I don’t want her grades to start slipping or for her to get in trouble. How should I talk to her about the party?
Sincerely,
Scared Sister

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