While my hometown of Austin, Texas is experiencing sunshine and temperatures in the high 70s, I am trudging around sloshy, greyish-brown snow in 30-degree weather. All I can wonder is when I will be able to confidently exclaim, “No, there will not be any snow this coming week!” On top of the miserable weather we are experiencing in Boston, professors are piling midterms and assignments on us as if we didn’t have a social life or partake in extracurricular activities. The combination of depressing weather and serious workload has driven most of us students close to insanity. I think I can safely say on behalf of the student body that spring break could not come any sooner.
While I could not care less whether I have to stay in Boston or get to fly off to a beautiful beach, for most, spring break is a big deal, to seniors, an expensive ticket to tropical paradise. Seniors are expected to go to some tropical island where it is always sunny, over 80 degrees and where there are unlimited drinks. While this deal sounds amazing, the amount of stress and work put into planning these trips has always confused me.
Since this is the last “official” spring break of their lives, shouldn’t they be trying to have fun and have quality time with their friends? Granted, college kids are known for drunken shenanigans, but don’t we want to remember the beach and the company we were surrounded by? It seems to me that while the other classes are stressing out about their future housing options, seniors are stressing out about getting people to officially decide whether they are onboard with the plan, or get people to pay up, or to plan out where they are staying and to find the most affordable deals.
Another aspect of the senior spring break that puzzles me is the amount of judgment seniors get when they aren’t going to Puerto Rico, Cancun, or Punta Cana. When these seniors who are out of the norm say that they are, in fact, not going to a tropical location, the only response they get is an “Oh...” and a look filled with pity. It’s almost as if they think it’s wrong to not go to a location filled with palm trees.
Now don’t get me wrong, the idea of sitting on the beach in 80-degree weather, with a cold drink in my hand, while feeling the warm sea-breeze caress my skin sounds amazing. What I find absurd is the sheer amount of pressure that is placed on seniors to go to a tropical destination. The focus should not be on where you’re going or what you’re doing, but rather who you are spending the break with. After all, it’s going to be the spring break you’re going to look back on and from personal experience, it’s the company that makes things memorable.