If there’s anything that these past two months of school have taught me, it’s that I miss summer, like a lot.

Now don’t get me wrong, I am SO happy to be back at school, with my friends, my roommates, and most importantly, Disneyland. But I miss the simplicity of summer –– the ability to lie around and do nothing but watch Netflix all day, or take spontaneous trips with friends to nowhere in particular. Just thinking about it makes me want to avoid looming homework more and more.

Friends, this semester has hit me like a ton of bricks, if I’m being quite honest. I was in no way, shape, or form prepared to jump back into the business of school –– the deadlines, the tests, the lack of sleep (praise the Lord for coffee), and the attempts to cram a social life somewhere in between. But as much as the busyness is daunting, stressful, and slightly terrifying, it also excites me. I love all that a hectic school year has to offer, including the chance to start over with classes, hang out with pals, and (theoretically) come in prepared and ready to take on the world that we call college. It’s quite refreshing.

This school year is going to be a challenge. I know that it is going to test my ability to stay organized, prioritize, and (perhaps) procrastinate. But it is going to be so incredibly full, and that's what excites me. I thrive in busyness (most of the time… breakdowns do happen… after all, I am human). I love the feeling of accomplishment and productivity. I live for checking things off my never-ending to-do lists.

That is what I missed during the summer. As much as I love doing nothing, I also hate it. After a few weeks of doing nothing, I get bored. I end up feeling like I'm not being productive with my life. Yes, I am well aware of the importance of rest, and I do love it oh-so much. However, I have found that I eventually hit a limit. I need to be doing something –– anything –– that is productive, and at this stage in my life, it's school.

So summer, I miss you dearly, but I am ready (or as ready as I will ever be) for the busyness that the rest of this semester will bring. May it be a time of growth, memories, and far too many late-night donut runs.

- Macie