Finals are done forever. All of the all nighters, binge eating, and lack of social life and sleep are a thing of the past.

Nothing but a month of relaxing at home with literally nothing to do except lie in bed all day, everyday. So much time to just catch up on sleep and eat real, home cooked meals. 

The one time you decide to leave your bed, of course you bump into the person you have not spoken to since you left for school at the local town deli. *let the awkward hugs and catching up commence*

Not even awkward encounters can ruin being home. Nothing can. Oh yeah, except for final grades being posted. 

Then all of your best friends are finally home too. And being back together is the best feeling in the world and easily numbs the pain of final grades. 

"The rest of break will be so much fun!" they say. "We will do so many fun activities!"

Within a week, you realize the promise of unlimited fun dies out. The best part of your day is spent finishing seasons of all the shows you wanted to watch on Netflix while you were too busy studying for finals. 

You start to count down the days until you can return back to school. You almost would rather be studying again, then at home doing nothing. Almoooost.

Then the last week of break rolls around and you never want to leave your high school BFFs. 

But as they say, parting is such sweet sorrow. Because now it is time for second semester too start, and you couldn't be more excited.