<p>If you are home for the holidays. </p>
<p>It's a pretty weird experience for me. I love seeing my family and my friends, but I feel like I'm visiting, rather than "I'm home". I guess, at this point, we really don't have "homes" anyway...We're transitioning; bouncing back and forth between the old and the new. That's what it feels like to me, anyway. </p>
<p>How are the rest of you guys feeling thus far? </p>
<p>Oh, and happy Thanksgiving. :]</p>
<p>It’s funny, I refer to three different places as home interchangeably, and they all feel like home-- my dorm, boyfriend’s dorm, and parent’s house. It drives bf nuts because I’ll say like, “when we go home” or something and he has no clue what I’m talking about, but it’s just natural for me. </p>
<p>Though it does seem my mom has picked up a drinking habit, my dad has a better sense of humor, my sister got weirder, and some of the rules have changed-- I keep getting in trouble for things I didn’t know weren’t allowed, and apparently boys are allowed upstairs now. It’s crazy. I wonder if things would have evolved this much in three months all the time and I just never noticed because I was in it, or if things really changed a lot after I left.</p>
<p>I love it.</p>
<p>The “visiting” thing is so true. I feel like I don’t really live here, but I’m just a guest and my apartment back at school feels more homey. My mom is spoiling the heck out of me for these few days that I’m here. It’s GREAT to catch up with and see old friends though and I can’t wait until winter break when more people come back and there’s more time to get together.</p>
<p>It feels relaxing. I love being at home but I do understand the whole feeling like a “visitor” thing. It feels like my room is like a hotel and that I’m only staying there for a few days. But I love it because I get home-cooked food instead of cooking for myself. And I love hanging out with the family again. It’s nice :)</p>
<p>I feel comfortable knowing that I feel at home in multiple places and that I have great friends in each</p>
<p>I hate it. Current school is terrible. If I were back at Purdue I’d want to go back in a heartbeat. I’m pretty sure all my other friends would also, so we can have a shindig back there.</p>
<p>This is the fourth time I’ve come home this year…so I already knew what to expect. </p>
<p>It’s weird. </p>
<p>I’m not surrounded by peers, I’m surrounded by little kids. I can’t go and see my friends whenever I want and not all of them are within 5 minutes of my dorm. There aren’t certain hours that there’s food available and I can just go to the fridge and find something/cook something. I have a big bed (it’s a double). The internet is slow etc.</p>
<p>However, I love being home. It’s nice to get away from school sometimes.</p>
<p>I’m actually kinda raged that this week has gone by so quickly.</p>
<p>I’ve lived with my parents for half a year and I still refer to school as “home.” Which really bugs my parents, but you know.</p>
<p>Being at home feels very natural to me. I go to an out-of-state private university over 1000 miles from my hometown, so college seems almost like a different world. It’s going to be a long time before I start thinking of it as “home” instead of the town in which I grew up. It probably doesn’t help that my room is still the same, my family members haven’t changed much, and all of my friends go to the big state school just down the road. I like the college I attend and am very thankful to be able to go there, but as of now, school is school and home is home and they’re very different.</p>
<p>Loved every minute of my reunions, back in the day :-D</p>
<p>love being home, don’t want to go back to school</p>
<p>the visitor thing is definitely true, but I figured it would happen. </p>
<p>my parents are also spoiling the crap out of me. Shame that I’m not really taking advantage of it.</p>
<p>Food is also tremendous. I had a list coming home of all the places and meals I wanted to have (all stuff I couldn’t get back at school). I have not been disappointed.</p>
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<p>Oh the food thing is so true. Our school has such crappy food, I dreamed about my parents’ cooking…They haven’t disappointed!</p>
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<p>I’ve found this to be true in a lot of my friends’ cases as well. I feel like parents treat us better now that we’re in college and out of the house haha. As the oldest child, this whole “getting spoiled” is a new experience. It’s pretty fun, but I feel like my parents are getting a little carried away.</p>