Homework, Easter, and Sharks.

It's spring break. What does that mean? Well, if you use my dictionary, it's a time to be completely lazy some days, and on others start planning or organizing projects, catching up on some writing (I haven't written anything for 3 days; my hands are going into withdrawal), watch movies with family and friends, and just relax. But my teachers definition?:

Spring Break (noun): A five-day-long weekend in April, meant to be used at the time in which students are given an entire chapter in history to complete and an algebra packet. It should also be used as an anticipation time, as when the students return, they will dissect baby sharks (which, by the way, smell 10 times worse than the baby pigs disected in 7th grade that caused certain students to vomit).

Yeah, uh, no. Not looking forward to that. But I am looking forward to the Fine Arts Festival. I really want to see how my writing does. Yesterday I thought it was pretty good, then I looked it over today, and... Well, let's just say I'm not pleased with it. But we'll see. I really want to see how everyone else places, too. (Plus it will be fun to just mess around on Friday, the day before).
So... do you see it? Oh, you've got to. No? Look above. Do you see what I called the break? Spring Break. Yeah, I know, it scares me too. I didn't even catch it at first, honestly. What happened to good old Easter Break? That's what it's for, isn't it? And now we have Winter Break, instead of Christmas Break? It's so easy to just accept the modern lingo, instead of truly remembering the reason why we're celebrating anything at all.