Here are the four steps you experience after spring break:

We might not all feel this step if you spent your spring break basking in a spa with your mom or skiing down the slopes of Utah or Aspen; you probably will not understand. However you will understand this step if you spent your days in a country called Mexico. The fact is you do not even have to spend your whole week off of school in Mexico to feel this. Three days in to the trip and you will feel this urge to, “get me the … out of here." Your body is nothing but carbs and alcohol. Your eyes speak lack sleep, your ears hear nothing but the bass from the club last night and your skin is sizzled by the sunny beach. Whether it is Rocky Point or Cabo San Lucas, maybe even Miami, we all know the extreme anxiety that screams out, “take me back to America." Let us just say, when I crossed that border, I felt like kissing the first cactus I saw in Why, Arizona.

2. Alright, take me back.

A few hours after you arrive back in your own bed and your own bathroom, drinkable water from the sink and fruits and vegetables. You begin to rethink of what you would be doing in Mexico if you were still there. “We should be coming back to our room, panic because our keys do not work once again and passing out with a Caprisun in our hands." But instead, we are sitting on the couch watching reruns of New Girl and rubbing Aloe onto our sunburnt skin. “Lets go back, I think I am ready to go back." It is like we have completely erased all memories of why we wanted to get home. Instead, we only think of how much better partying in our bathing suits all day is over sitting in our apartment getting ahead on homework. So yeah, I am ready for you to take me back to having sandy feet 24-7, the horrible AMFs or Margaritas that are just tequila and ice. I am ready to go back to living out of my suitcase and having my biggest worry be whether or not everyone is going to Chongas tonight or Wrecked At The Reef.

3. Let me relive the moments through photos and videos.

However we cannot go back. We not only have nowhere to stay but our bank accounts are begging for us to just sit down and relax. I know we all understand that eye opening look you give your friends when you decided to “count the money" you have left. It usually starts out somewhat like this, “5, 10, 15, 20, yep I only have 20 dollars left. That means I spent about $300." After the realization that you are currently broke and barely have enough to feed yourself a healthy meal tonight you sit down with your phone, GoPro (if it was not lost or stolen like mine) and you upload the most epic, memory filled photos and videos onto your computer. Four hours later… still looking, watching, analyzing and laughing at the pictures that are some of the only memories your have to prove you survived Spring Break. And not only did you just survive; you made Mexico your “b*tch".

4. So, next year.

But never lose hope of reliving those memories. There is always next year. I know it is far away and painfully hard to wrap your heart around the idea that you must wait a whole 365 days to be drunk on the beach with thousands of other people again. But just think, you have 365 days to plan an even better trip than the one you had this year, and give your body a rest. I know mine would enjoy a full body massage after falling down the stairs on the booze cruise, sleeping for 12 hours with sticky boobs still on (I am so sorry nipples, I will never do that again) and practically bruising every inch of my skin on that “fun" activity known as a banana boat. It was a great time Spring Break 2015. I will never forget you. But I need to go hide in my room for four days and remember what its like to not be 21 or not have the ability to bargain with just knowing random one word sayings in Spanish... Adios and see you soon.