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Wild On: Spring Break

I just spent a week in sunny Florida for Spring Break and, as you may have guessed, I experienced nothing less than unbridled mayhem and debauchery. As this is a family publication, I will try to keep it clean, but I make no promises. I have my integrity as a writer to uphold.

If you think the shiny new gated communities of the Sunshine State are reserved for thrill-seeking octogenarians, think again. There is more for a fun loving law student to see and do inside those sturdy (yet somehow always open) gates than you might have guessed.

Take the constant construction going on next door. Talk about eye candy! Those fellow spring-breakers may not be conventionally attractive, but they don’t let that stop them from going shirtless. They’re out there every morning at the crack of dawn (crack being the operative word), hammering and yelling away. I don’t know about you, but I can’t think of a more pleasant way to be awakened while unwinding from the stress of law school. They were even nice enough to cheer me on with yelling and whistling as I went by on my morning run! Perhaps they wanted to hang out later and share a few of those Natty Lights.

I have a lot of really great friends, but this Spring Break I made even more! See, in brand new gated communities, it’s easy to meet new people. Every telemarketer known to man has your name, address, and criminal record on file, and they all enjoy calling to chat at their convenience. I got more calls in one day before 8 a.m. over Spring Break than I do in a week back at school. The party just never stopped!

And the weather! Those crazy kids who came up with the name “Sunshine State” have such an endearing sense of irony. I didn’t see the sun once! But really, who needs sunshine when you can have a blanket of suffocating humidity and hot, sticky rain every day? Besides, when I moved the party indoors, it just led to more Spring Break depravity. In a final moment of reckless abandon, I decided to catch up on some of my reading, and I have to say that Property Law can get pretty intense. I read one case about a dispute that arose when unmarried same-sex cohabitants decided to break up. Guys, hold on to your seats. They were lesbians! Wooohooo! Yeah, Spring Break!

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