Wow. I can't believe I am actually typing one of these out while I'm at home, when I could be out and about with friends or family, enjoying the free time resulting from an utter lack of homework and stress, performing such joyous activities as watching a movie, or bowling, or playing pool. But nope, I decided to write a blog.

Because you - yes, you, the reader: you are worth it.

Or because I'm bored. One or the other.

Primarily, though, I'm just tired. I've taken to calling this the "let-down reflex": you know, the feeling when you realize you can safely crash in the comfort of your own home; I have, however, been informed that this terminology should be used sparingly and only in certain company, as a second meaning is more commonly applied. If you are unsure of this meaning, the internet is the answer to all. Wow, tangent. At any rate, the ability to sleep in my own bed, shower in my own shower, and eat real food is something I am treasuring, but instead of reenergizing me, I find myself caught in a cycle of just wanting to lay around and do nothing. Listen to some music, watch some football, play some videogames (if you were a Pokemon fan back in the day, go play it again - it's awesome, even if it's only the nostalgia speaking)...these, plus food, could comprise a full day and I would be perfectly fine with that.

I miss college, a lot more than I thought I would. I miss my friends and the fact that I could walk down the hall and joke around and laugh with them. I miss the rec center and the routine of my workouts. I almost miss classes. I miss the things that take my energy, because I have energy when energy is demanded of me. I excell when my options are limited, when I am required to perform some task or achieve some goal, if that makes sense.

I enjoy being scheduled, and never realized that until just recently.

Christmas was fun, family is cool, old friends are great, but all in all, I want college back.