Summer is the time of sunshine and brief interludes of rain. Its supposed to be full of adventure and hope and glory. Its supposed to be the time of happiness and tans; Youth going out to pools and playing in water, barbeques and picnics, summer vacations, Beach Boys blasting while you go to the beach (or any of the aforementioned). For the however many college kids getting out of school within the next few weeks the beginning of summer is something very different. The beginning of summer is the time when you realize that you have to live under your parents roof again. Although there is no homework or high stress because of that it is still cumbersome. Some kids are used to more freedom at school or doing things at their own pace; while being home they are forced to do things at their parent's pace. They return to a place that is slightly inconvenienced for them. They are forced to drive everywhere instead of walking to most places and have to go long distances. Every student will have the problem of figuring out where *insert object* has gotten to between the move and where it will go. So far for me this transitional period has been chaosed. I'm used to my own schedule and not dealing with parents. I also miss having due dates on my calender. I mean look at this. It's depressing.
Music:
Beach Boys-Pet Sounds
The Beatles- Here Comes the Sun
Good Morning Sunshine- Alex Day
Little Talks-Of Monster and Men
Me and Bobby McGee- Janis Joplin
