Sometimes a girl feels loved by her school, like when she gets a Monday legitly off of school. For example, my campus honors Martin Luther King Jr. Day . . .and President's day, but no other bank holidays are important enough. Let's not even talk about Spring break (what is this foreign concept . . .oh you meant a break from school spanning a week usually used to alleviate cabin fever before the home stretch of the semester. Outrageous . . .this idea is most definitely for softies, which we are not). The one solace I have is that I'll be home for almost a month before the other peons who got a month for Christmas and a break for Spring are still being schooled. Ah no matter . . . today is a blessed day a day of great rejoicing, homework-doing and frivolity.
Oh and it snowed buckets and buckets last night.