19, Midterms & Spring Break Poem by anais vionet

So many, too many students had COVID two weeks ago. My parents were supposed to come for a visit, and midterms were on the horizon - so I decided to go ahead and get covid - to get it over with. I've been around a dozen people who later that day tested positive, but somehow I've never come down with it myself.

Peter caught it and was isolated in his suite (two of his suitemates had it) . I went to see him, surreptitiously hoping he'd pass it on, but Lisa (the traitor) texted him and he Lysoled his entire suite and wouldn't let me in - saying exposing me went against his 'moral code.' *rolling eyes*

Now midterm season is on us and a lot of people I know are in crisis. That happens a lot in test times. This place is so cutthroat and competitive. You can get so deep in your own head that it becomes a dirty fish bowl of anxiety. The delightful cocktail of pandemic, WWIII and midterm stress gel, in some minds, to form a sweet, unhinging mix.

My major tests are over (good for me, yay for me!) but I'm not parking my study playlist just yet. I have a couple of papers due. While those don't stress me like tests, they'll keep me busy, like everyone else - there's always a feeling of being behind it and frantically busy here.

We were trying to plan an actual, REAL spring break - that didn't involve 11 hour layovers and 5 hour bus rides. Something NOT held in a parent's apartment - someplace adult and private.

Then my Grandmère offered us an all-expenses-paid trip to Paris, saying I could bring three friends and stay at the Hotel de Crillon. A week in Paris with Lisa, Leong and Anna sounds delicious - of course, I told them how positively uncouth it would be to refuse - we'll see. =]