As you read my headline you probably thought, "It's summer! How can anyone feel blue about that?"

Well, I'm pretty sure college kids all around can agree that there's this point in your summer break where you just find yourself missing school. Sure, we spent almost 10 months complaining about how stressful school was and you were practically counting the days for summer break at the end of first semester. In the beginning, we missed our bed, home cooked meals, our parents, our friends and family back home, and our life pre-college. We just missed home.

However, something strange happened. We get home in May and our built-up excitement deflates rather quickly once we're back in the city/town we grew up in. Everything changed up on us in those 10 months. The home you've been constantly complaining about somehow doesn't really even feel like home anymore. Granted, you've grown up there for you entire life and nothing about has really changed, but deep down whether you want to agree to it subconsciously or consciously —

our perception of home changed. Your apartment, house, dorm in whatever town/city your school is in had slowly become your home. I can't really pinpoint when that change took place, but it eventually did.

Those small breaks we take during the year —

Thanksgiving, winter, and Spring Break —

did something to us. Those breaks only allowed us so little time, but yet I feel as though for us college students that's exactly how much time we needed.

A three month break might just be overkill. Don't get me wrong, I love my parents/family, boyfriend, and friends dearly and I genuinely enjoy spending time with them, but another part of me is just missing home...my other home...Radford.

I don't know. Maybe we changed in those months. I mean, some of us had a lot of growing up to do and college allows you to do just that. Grow up.

We had a new set responsibilities to manage. We had rent, late night projects, classes/lectures, papers, exams, and plenty of more to get done.

And then a great thing happens —

we found ourselves at our universities. We finally had control over our lives. We're having fun with our "forever friends" and getting our work done. We are living life.

I'm not saying you'll find yourself the first semester of your freshmen year, but after a few (a lot) of mistakes and semesters you will learn and then you'll find yourself.

College is truly a great experience, and trust me there will be times when the stress of it all gets to you and you claim that you hate it all....but between you and I —

I know you love it still.

Here's to counting the days till our first day of classes again.