No Place Like Home

As an incoming freshman, I was only a tad nervous about living on my own at school. I knew it would be fun, different and free from rules of any sort. The only part that got me is that I would be living away from my home--the place I knew and moving into a room with 4 girls. Luckily, most of living away was great, fantastic and every other positive adjective I can put out there for amazing. I lived with my friends, had my food cooked and bathrooms cleaned for me and I could go home when I wanted. What could be better?

Well, sophomore year was better. We lived in a GIANT room with multiple levels meant for 7 and the first semester, there were 4 of us. Second semester, only 3. While I love and miss my roommate, having a triple-turned-into-single was pretty darn swell. With three of us (and when there were four of us) in this extremely large room the second half of the semester, living was easy. We each had our own room, shared our stuff, hung out and still had people cook our food and clean our bathroom.

Now, I have returned home for the summer and while I like being home with nothing to do, I miss nothing more than my small apartment at school. My 5x8 closet room is not enough space for all the things I had at school with me and breakfast and lunch (once in a rare while, dinner) have to be made by me. While I love cooking, it was so much easier to walk down to the cafeteria and get my egg white omelet made for me every morning.

There are nice things about being home though too. I get to hang out with my sister and my family--including my little cousin who I don't see enough when I am at school.

I also get to read more--a favorite pastime that basically disappeared with the start of college. My goal for this summer is to read a book a week and I am sticking to that. Right now? I'm reading "Something Borrowed" because I broke my own rule of seeing a movie before reading the book. And if you haven't seen the movie version yet, GO SEE IT. It was probably one of the best movies i've seen in a while. My roommate and I can't stop raving about it.

I can also cook and bake and swim--all things I couldn't do while away.

So, while I miss school already and am on the verge of counting down the days, there are some nice things about being home for a summer..I just have to remember what they are and actually do them.