I graduated college almost one year ago... and believe me, I was a typical college student. I enjoyed late night library sessions, getting perfect attendance, waking up for 8 am's and graduating magna cum laude. Granted, this is all true of my college career, I also spent hours at a time in the dining hall, enjoyed cocktails on a monday, danced on a few bars and attended police-busting parties. During my 4 year stint as a college student (should have done the 5 year plan) I actually ever went on spring break. I never took my shirt off in exchange for plastic beads, i never romped around the beaches of mexico... unless i DID go on spring break but was black out the whole time, which actually sounds like most spring breaks. But because of lacrosse, I never was able to enjoy wasting money and not remembering who I had slept with in foreign lands. Shame.
So this year I decided to indulge. Lucky me, my boyfriend is still in school, so I was that annoying girlfriend that decided last minute to tag along on his trip home to Texas. Needless to say, I did all sorts of touristy things and definitely looked like a Mainer. We went to Barton Springs, the State Capitol... and some basketball games. However, it wasn't all vacation because out of the 15 days I was there I was forced to work out TWICE! For 40 minutes each... seriously... not what I call a vacation.
