My dad is being a supercunt by making me plan out each day of the rest of my 2 weeks of spring break. each day includes:
1) Planning out my Gap Year, a minimum of 1 hour each day
2) practicing for driving test - written and functional (not a big deal)
3) Playing as much tennis as I can fit in (8 hours a week or so, maybe more)
4) writing thank you notes for my eagle scout court of honor
5) studying a minimum of 2 hours each day
6) practicing violin and guitar, a minimum of 1 hour per instrument each day, not including time spent working on my own music I write.
I'm one busy motherfucker. Don't complain about being bored on spring break, consider yourself lucky. Yes, I am bitter and angry at the moment.