We are approaching the middle of summer, and for college students, that only means one thing: a summer slump. We're at the point of having had just about our fill of home and are ready to get back to our school and see all of our friends. Here are a few things that are probably going through your mind.
1. Yes, I am home for the summer.
It's the middle of June, and I'm still here for crying out loud. Just today at lunch I had 3 people ask me if I'm home for the summer...
2. No, I do not have a "real" job, yet.
Seriously people, I'm 19 years old and am about to be a junior. I still haven't started clinical rotations for nursing yet, and no, I don't have a job lined up 2 years ahead of time for after graduation. Babysitter fo lifeeee (kidding mom).
3. No, I do not have plans to go to grad school.
Listen, I'm trying to get through each semester one at a time. I'm not really thinking about 2-6 more years of school at this point.
4. No, I don't have a boyfriend.
It's possible to go off to college and remain single! Plus I love pizza, so there's that. Don't try to marry me off just yet!
5. Man, I miss my friends.
I love seeing my friends that I went to high school with, and some of my best friends are still in high school. But geez I miss my friends from college. It's so hard for everyone to work out their schedules to travel and see each other during the summer. It's tough when your best friend lives 6 hours away and your little lives 4 hours away. Thank the Lord for FaceTime.
6. The boredom of being at home actually makes you miss school.
Okay this is only kind of true...I'm a creature of habit, so I love routine. Being free to do what I want whenever I want is nice for the first month or so, but then I start to go a little stir crazy without some structure in my life (don't take this too far, mom and dad).
7. Its easy to miss school when you go to on of the best schools in the nation.
No matter how far I go from home or how much I love my new "home," I will always be grateful from where I came. This tiny town helped mold me into the woman I am today and provided me with the resources and people who encouraged me to pursue my dreams at my favorite school.
So thank you, Hometown, for giving me a great 18 years. It truly takes a village to raise a child, and I'm so proud and thankful that y'all are my village. But when it's finally time to start back school, you can expect my reaction to be pretty similar to this:
