***Disclaimer*** I LOVE MY HOUSE AND FAMILY, ETC.!!!

Being home from your first semester of college sucks. I'll be the first to tell you, it sucks. There are so many things that happen in college that just don't happen at home. First off, let's discuss the differences between the "town" and "City" of Poughkeepsie, NY! I'll start by saying it's still Poughkeepsie, no matter what color you paint it! The town is insanely slow and monotonous, with few rare breaks in the boredom to hear the latest gossip from your mother after she goes out with her friends for coffee! The city is well... A city. It's loud, it's violent, and it's just a mess in general. It is also home to the 9th greatest school in the Northern United States, Marist College, The school I have been lucky enough to call mine. Marist is the one redeeming quality of Poughkeepsie,

So, why does being home suck? There is nothing to do! Now, I know there are a few rare cases like the people who had 80 billion friends in high school, they have half a town of friends to come home to, while unfortunately, those of us who weren't popular have nothing but the walls of our house to look forward to. There is no one to call for a 3 a.m. trip to the diner, there is no one to bother when you can't sleep, there is no practice room that you can go to, to sing at the top of your lungs.

While home is a great place to go for a SHORT break from it all, it just feels like 4 weeks is too long. I have never been more excited for time to fly. Look out Marist, I'm comin' for ya!