For a girl my age, my life has always been fast paced. The school years were full of extracurricular and outside projects. Summer has always been an extension of that. One summer I lived out of a suitcase. I would come home to wash everything and then jump on a plane the next day. I’ve never had time to rest, but I like it that way. Unlike most, I actually enjoy the bubbling anxiety that comes with stress. It's probably why I make a lot of stupid decisions to pull all-nighters. When I’m not studying or working on projects, I’m catching up with friends and family. My life never slowed down. That was until now.

I finished my first year of college and it was anything but relaxing. Now, I have nothing to do. Unlike high school when we all lived in the same towns, my friends have gone home to different cities across the country. Now I have nothing to do and I don’t like it. People keep saying, “You finally get some time to relax, enjoy it.” Well, I was excited to finally have some time to myself after countless years of hard work. I enjoyed it for the first three days. I woke up late and watched Netflix all day. But by the fourth day I missed the craziness. I missed the feeling of stress. I became tired of Netflix. The entertainment stream seemed less interesting since I didn’t have responsibilities to ignore. Each show seeming more cliché than the description before it. I started missing my favorite shows so I had something to watch for an hour the next day. Relaxing isn’t for me. It makes me uneasy because I’m not used to it.

After a week of nothing, I enrolled in summer classes because this “summer” thing isn’t for me. I'm a girl who wants a degree and some stress in her life. Unfortunately for me, there were only classes open for the July to August session. That means that I have to “chill” for almost two months before I can start class. I wasn't sure how I was going to make it for two months until I got a message from the school. The message said that I had to take a class about how to take an internet class before I could take the online Spanish class. I got really excited because I finally had something to do. Being me, I got too excited and finished the course in two hours with a perfect score. Now I’m back where I started, scrolling through Netflix hoping the next movie isn’t as stupid as the one I saw before it. This is where you’ll find me until July. Summer sucks.