I used to imagine summer vacation as the best time of the year, full of relaxation and endless days on the beach. Well, times have certainly changed. Here I am, only been home less than a week from college, and bored out of mind. I didn’t think I could get tired of Netflix, but I seriously think I’ve watched every series/movie they have. I’m almost excited to start my summer job to start because then I’ll actually have something to do and get paid for it. Pathetic? Probably.
Summer vacation from high school and college I’ve found are two very different things. I used to be so excited for summer during high school because the break wasn’t all that long and I knew I had to savor that time before the same old routine of school would start up again. I didn’t particularly love high school so I would make sure to appreciate the break. All my friends from school were around so there were plans every day. Now, after everyone has moved on to college and doesn’t have the same things going on, it’s just different. I don’t really know how to explain it, but we don’t have everything to talk about because we went from seeing each other five days a week to a few times a year.
I also didn’t realize how long this break is. It’s pretty much an extra month than the high school kids get. I know, I know, I should be thankful for the extra time, and I am. The first few days of waking up at noon were awesome after not sleeping for a week straight, also known as the horror that is finals week. But now I just feel like I’m wasting the days away. It’s not warm enough to be on the beach yet, so I’ve gone through a whole season of "Grey’s Anatomy" in the past few days (but no shame, right?).
Mainly, being at home just makes me miss my East Carolina. I would have never expected to miss college as much as I do. I guess after months of routine life there, it’s weird that it just stopped all of a second. Home will always be home, but I find myself missing my dorm (I know, wtf). It’s weird not talking all night with my roommate or walking down the hall to hang out with my floor mates. I miss walking down the street and yelling "GOLD!" after someone hollers "PURPLE!" It's the little things, like jumping in the car with friends to go to Cookout or exploring around Greenville. Being at home the first few nights were nice, but to be honest, I’d rather still be in classes if that meant I could be at school with all my friends at this point.
So to all you bored college kids at home, we can rough this out together. It may take immense amounts of ice cream and endless hours of Netflix, but we’ll get through it. If anything, we’ll just be more excited to get back to school in the fall.
