You just graduated from high school and you can't wait to spend the summer relaxing and doing whatever your heart desires. However, is it really that relaxing? In the back of your mind, you have a list of things to do before you start your new journey. As you get closer and closer to move in day, you start to realize all of the things you should be doing and the stress starts to pile on.

To me, this is the saddest summer of all summers. Soon we have to say some sentimental goodbyes and somehow keep in touch throughout our crazy lives. Some goodbyes will be straight up awkward, considering you haven't seen them all summer in the first place. Goodbyes are always tough and make you think this really might be the end of a friendship. We feel like we have to see and talk to every person we know in the span of two months before we move in. Since we live through technology, if you didn't take a picture everytime you say goodbye to someone, did it really happen?

By mid-July everyone starts to realize that they have barely done anything crazy-stupid that makes the summer worthwhile and have the best memories. Since college is so soon, this makes everyone feel like they have to do something wild or adventurous as much as they can to keep the summer alive. "What party should we go to tonight?" "We have to do something cool tonight, cmon". Sometimes, it's just better to relax with friends, watch movies, and take a break from life.

Of course, the stress of making sure you have every little thing for college is sitting in the back of your mind, and your mother's. What type of bedding will you get? Do you have enough dresses and shorts? What pictures should I hang on the wall? Every little detail you want to be perfect, yet we are all way too lazy to plan because it's the summer. Freshman year is going to be new and exciting, but there's just so much to do before we get to that point.

As much as I want to say, "this summer is amazing", I truly cannot. At this point, I just want to fast-forward to college and skip through all of the awkward goodbyes and packing (which will take me a million years to do) and just move on with life. Summer 2016, thanks for the stress.