Mwa ha ha ha ha! You have survived, I hope, until possibly a time when you get to go back to your house! Not your weird dorm house in a giant building with a bajillion other people, but your really house, with your parents, and your siblings, and your dog, and your cat, and your lizard, and whatever else you left at your house when you went to college! That's so exciting!
First of all, you have to figure out how to get there. That's pretty challenging. Because maybe your mother is tired of driving and by a stroke of luck, someone is visiting you at college and they offer to drive you home. That would be awesome. But if that doesn't happen, you'll probably have to talk to people. Maybe you can plead with them to give you a ride to half way to you house. Maybe you can bribe them. I know candy usually works. Or, less fun for you, you can offer to pay some gas money. Which is actually what you should do, because they're being so kind as to drive you somewhere, even though they were already going that somewhere anyway. But be polite. That's how you make friends.
After you get home, you should hope that your parents didn't decide to move all the furniture. Because that makes you very confused and disoriented. You'll walk in and be like, "I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT MY OWN HOUSE LOOKS LIKE!" And then your mom will tell you that she just moved the furniture today. So you basically had a mini crisis for nothing.
Then you should spend time with your siblings. You've probably forgotten how hilarious they are. Especially if you have brothers. Especially if one of those brothers is twelve. Twelve is a hilarious age. Then you should spend time with your pets. (I don't have pets. But you could definitely reverse these two spending time with people/animals things if you want.)
Of course, don't forget to talk to your parents too. Because maybe if you talk to them, you'll discover that they bought you strawberry ice cream and hid it in the freezer where no one else can find it and you have it all to yourself, and if you don't talk to them, you'll never ever know about it until the last possible day, and you'll be forced to eat it for breakfast. And also, parents are nice people.
Maybe you can go to a movie with your brother. The old one. The old one who's old enough to see R rated movies with you. The old one who's old enough to see R rated movies with you and looks older than you even though he's not and then you get your license checked and he doesn't just because he has a beard. Yeah. That old one. Except be careful that you don't run into any of his friends who doesn't know he has a sister, because then apparently that friend will think you two are dating. Sigh. I really should be used to that by now. But, really. It's just not normal. And it's uncomfortable.
And don't forget to spend time with your friends! You can wander around Target and wear all the stuff in the Halloween/Christmas sections and leave Oreos on random pillars throughout the store! Actually, you probably shouldn't do that last thing. That's not very nice to the people who have to retrieve all the Oreos. And of course, go to Dairy Queen, because there isn't one at all close to where you go to college.
And also don't forget to mourn the friends that don't have break at the same time as you. Because you miss those friends. Maybe they should come back. But anyway.
You can also go visit your very favorite teachers and surprise them so they scream at your faces when you say, "Hola!" That just makes your day. Teachers are the best. No, I'm not biased, thank you very much.
After all this lovely fun stuff happens, apparently you have to go back to college. Maybe you don't feel as excited to go back as did when you were going back to home. But when you get there, you realize that going back to college doesn't feel nearly as weird as going back home felt. Which is weird. Which makes you a little sad. But also makes you a little glad, because you must be doing something right. But you can always go back home in another month at Thanksgiving! And also, they happen to be showing Guardians of the Galaxy as a movie today. So you somehow feel vindicated. You can survive. You will survive.
You will.
Yooouuuuu willllllllll..........
That was totally just me reassuring myself. Don't mind me.
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