Home for the Holidays

After three hours of driving and jamming out to embarrassingly awful songs alone in my reliable Saturn, I finally made it home to DC. I immediately dumped my laundry (read: entire wardrobe) downstairs, unpacked my bags, and crashed… hard. So hard that I woke up over fourteen hours later. That’s the joy of being back home. As college students, we temporarily relinquish all of our academic responsibilities with that last exam or paper. Now, I get to give my brother that “I’m so sorry you have to wake up at 7am to go to work” as I curl up in my comforters, relishing the fact that I have no alarm clock set. I get to spend my days in furry slippers, watching holiday movies in bed and drinking hot chocolate out of oversized coffee mugs. January 1st, I’ll escape the cold weather to head to Southeast Asia with about 15 other W&M students as part of a global immersion marketing course. Hard life, right?