I'm not going to lie, this was supposed to be the best Spring Break ever. Emphasis on the supposed. Wednesday I was supposed to get on a flight, with some of my best friends, to Portland, OR to compete at my first ever Pi Kappa Delta nationals tournament. Unfourtunately, the day before we are scheduled to take off, the coach calls me and tells me I can't go. Not because of grades, not because I'm not good enough. No, because he can't tell the two Samanthas in my class apart and put my best friend's last name on my ticket. So here I am... Sitting at home after working my butt off for two days so I could eat while we were on this trip that I'd been waiting for all year. Yeah, life and reality have a way of rearing their ugly heads sometimes.
Though all is not lost, the money I made over the weekend went to something that I had been wanting for a really long time, a 32GB iPod Touch. It's not as great as going to Portland, but an iPod is more useful and will last me longer than that trip. Even if I did miss out on some very valuable experience and networking opportunities. I had planned to introduce myself to the coaches of the schools I plan on applying to next year, but now I'll have to find another way.
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