Finally! The year has come to a close! Let the schoolwork end and the tanning commence!

Each day starts the same – waking up at a ridiculously unacceptable time for an adult. Hello 1:00 p.m., nice to see you again.

When it's already afternoon, are you eating breakfast or lunch? (Breakfast. Always choose breakfast.)

*Singing* "It's the most important meal of the day! Serving it up Gary's way"

The first few times you make a great meal, like eggs and pancakes, but slowly you sicken of the effort and resort back to cereal... or just let someone else do it for you.

Then you move to the couch for 18 hours straight.

Then you go to sleep again.

The first few weeks are like the honeymoon period of a relationship. You see all of your high school friends, hang out poolside, and enjoy the lack of activity.

If you're lucky, you've lined up a chill job or internship to keep you busy. Even so, as the weeks go by, you grow increasingly tired of home. Your family starts to get on your nerves, and you miss your friends at school.

Your friends ask you to hang out, and sometimes you go, and sometimes you make up an excuse so you don't have to leave the couch.

You fly through episodes of your favorite shows on Netflix and then move on to the ones everyone tells you to watch… and you fly through those too.

Eventually you watch everything worth watching, so you just wait for more (When does season three of "OITNB" premiere?).

Your mom tells you that you need to do something other than sit on the couch all day, and your dad tells you your brain is going to turn to mush if you watch any more TV.

Guess who cares? Not you.

You discover that a month is ample time for a break and you're ready to go back to school.

Seriously, when is move-in day?