As summer approaches, having almost three months to do whatever you want can be almost overwhelming.

Most people say it’s their favorite season, but besides no school, there’s little for summer to offer besides not having to wake up early for a little while. For the most part, summer actually kind of sucks—it’s hot and there’s nothing to do.

Within the two months that school gives you to recoup after the past school year, there’s actually not that much of a break.

Most parents encourage their students to get a job, take care of their siblings or even wake up early in hopes that their break isn’t wasted away.

There’s constant pressure to be doing something.

Every single break, on the days I do absolutely nothing, there’s never a point that I’m grateful I wasted an entire day. Enough days I feel like I wasted, the more I wish for school to go back in session.

Yeah, having a couple days to do literally nothing besides stay in bed and maybe get food is fun for maybe 3 days at most. However, there comes a point when you’re willing to do anything just to get out of the house.

The only way to describe any summer for me is boring. The minute I get home from hanging out with friends, I’m bored.

The hours before I’m scheduled to go to work, I’m bored. While I’m waiting for my friends to text me back asking to hang out, I’m bored. When I wake up at 3 p.m. on a Tuesday because I stayed up until 2 a.m. doing nothing, I don’t feel anything besides guilt for, again, wasting my own time.  

There’s only so many more hours you can request to work, so many Netflix movies, and random roads you can drive around on before you wish for August to come back around so you can do something else with your time.

Don’t get me wrong, not having to wake up at 6 every morning or have to worry about deadlines is great.

Sometimes there just comes a point when you need a break from a break.