6 Perks Of Being Home For The Summer

6 Perks Of Being Home For The Summer

It's not always the first choice of a college student, but turns out being home for the summer isn't that bad

Summers during college are very different than they used to be. Summers mean work, internships, summer classes and living under the same roof as your parents. Most try and get away from home for the summer because it feels as though it drags on forever, but there are some perks of spending the summer at home.

1. Free food.

Is there really anything more that needs to be said? Food is expensive and you don't realize it until your bank account is at zero and every transaction is Chipotle or Publix. Eat up while you can people.

2. Seeing your home friends.

There's nothing like seeing friends who have been a part of your life from before you can remember. These people have seen you at your most awkward, braced-faced self and still continue to love you.

3. Getting some much needed space.

Living with your best friends and always having people to spend time with is amazing, but when you have a summer away you really appreciate quiet time. It's nice to not share a room or living space for awhile and be able to be as OCD or as messy as you please.

4. Quality alcohol.

Low quality alcohol is a part of college and there's not much we can do about this except appreciate the high quality liquor and beer you get to indulge in while home. Good alcohol shows you how enjoyable slow slipping can be.

5. A good dose of reality.

College life and home life are quite different. After a semester at school you tend to lose sight of what is reality. Being home and around your parent brings you back down to Earth.

6. Appreciating school that much more.

As much as you love home and your family, they have a way of making you see how great being on your own is. By the end of the summer there's no better feeling of getting ready to go back to school.

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To High School Seniors In Their Last Semester

Senior year moves pretty fast; if you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

Dammit, you made it. The final semester of your senior year. You’re at the top of the food chain of high school, and it feels so good. You’re probably praying this last semester flies by, that you get out of town as soon as possible.

At this point, you’re calling teachers by their first names, the entire staff knows you by name, and you’re walking around school standing tall, owning those hallways. You’re convinced you’re ready to leave and move on to the next chapter in your life.

You’ve already experienced your last football game, standing in the cold in the front row of the student section all season long, decked out in your school colors and cheering loud and proud. That is, until they lost, and you realized you will never have that experience again. Never again.

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You already had your last winter break. Preparing and celebrating the holidays with your family, ice skating and sledding with your best friends. Those quiet nights alone in your room watching Netflix, taking for granted your loved ones just a few rooms away. Never again.

If you’re an athlete, you may have already played in your last game or ran your last race. The crowd cheering, proudly wearing your school’s name across your chest, giving it your all. For some, it may be the end of your athletic career. Before you knew it, you were standing in an empty gym, staring up at the banners and thinking about the mark you left on your school, wondering where on earth the time went. Never again.

I’m telling you right now, you’re going to miss it all. Everything you’ve ever known. Those early mornings when you debate going to first hour because you really need those McDonald’s hash browns. The late nights driving home from practice, stopping for ice cream of course, ready for a late night of homework. Getting food on a whim with your friends. Endless fights with your siblings. Your favorite chips in the pantry. A fridge full of food. Coming home to and getting tackled by your dog. Driving around your hometown, passing the same sights you’ve seen every day for as long as you can remember. Hugs from your mom after a long day. Laughs with your dad. And that best friend of yours? You’re going to miss them more than anything. I’m telling you right now, nothing will ever be the same. Never again.

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Before you start packing your bags, slow down, take a deep breath, and look around. You’ve got it pretty good here. The end of your senior year can be the time of your life; it’s truly amazing. So go to the winter dance, go to Prom, spend Senior Skip Day with your classmates, go to every sporting event you can, while you still can. College is pretty great, but it’s the little things you’re gonna miss the most. Don’t take it for granted because soon, you’ll be standing in a packed gym in your cap and gown, wondering where the heck the time went. You’ve got a long, beautiful life ahead of you, full of joy but also full of challenges. You’re going to meet so many wonderful people, people who will treat you right and people who won’t.

So, take it all in. Be excited for the future and look forward to it, but be mindful of the present. You’ve got this.
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I'm Proud Of Myself Because I've Metamorphosed My Toxic Self-Hate Into Self-Love

A "me" appreciation.


A lot of the time, I make self-deprecating jokes. And most of that time, I don't even see it as a joke; I see it as truth. I point out the size of my nose and the size of my wrist. I compare myself to those around me in terms of how much I've accomplished and grades and who's smarter than who. I belittle myself, labeling everyone as smarter than me, more likable than me, more successful than me.

I practically walked around with a sticker on my forehead, reading "failure." I'm too hard on myself. If I get a 95 on a test, I'll compare myself to the girl next to me who got 100, even though I know it's wrong. The devil inside my head picks at my flaws and it mocks all my failed attempts to silence it.

It wasn't until a couple months ago that I realized how toxic my actions were towards myself and those around me. Every time I praised myself, I felt as if I was seeking support or that I came off as narcissistic. However, I do have to admit I'm proud of myself. I'm proud of how far I've come and how much I've changed over the years. I've worked towards a "new me," a healthier me, a nicer me, a moral me.

Of course, I'm still not where I want to be. In all honesty, I have no idea where I want to be. But I'm getting closer and closer to a goal every day. I've made mistakes, but I've made accomplishments. I've screwed up, but I've redeemed myself. I'm more accepting of pictures of myself. I'm more comfortable with myself in social settings. I appreciate the person staring back at me in the mirror, flaws and imperfections included.

I may not have a 4.0 GPA or have been nominated for numerous awards, but school aside, I've accomplished so much more than I ever thought was possible. I've made myself and those close to me proud, and that's my version of success. Realizing that I'm not perfect and that I'm not trying to be perfect has helped me grow in innumerable ways.

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