My classes this semester completely lost their luster, I’m bored. I’m also tired of cold icky Winter weather, snow blows. It seems like all I do is think about Spring Break!  Do you think my Professors can tell I’m daydreaming about partying and not concentrating on their boring lectures? {snore} They drone on and on while I sit in classes daydreaming about going to the beach, playing drinking games, hooking up with hot guys…  Getting crazy… Stick a thermometer up my ass, I’ve officially come down with Spring Break Fever. It’s hard to concentrate on studying or doing anything school-y. I text my friends, they text back. Spring Break Fever is rampant. Can’t fight it. We wanna meet some cool guys. Drink. Party. Sex. Repeat. We’re texting about where to go (Cancun, Cabo, Daytona, Panama City Beach, Jamaica?) and gotta decide soon so we can makes rezzies (reservations). We’re leaning toward Panama City Beach, cheaper to get there, cheap eats and cheap hotels. We’re going to do 4 girls to 1 room. So now is all I can think about is what should I pack?  What bitchin’ bikinis, short shorts, cheek peek skirts, cock tease tops and slutty thongs and….fuck who needs thongs???  It’s Spring Break

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