Too many emotions

At the end of every semester, I always felt relieved and unbelievably ecstatic that the semester was over and my work was done for the time being, always amplified tenfold at the end of spring semester which always promised a longer and more fulfilling break. Last year, all my senior friends told me I wouldn't feel that way in a year's time. And they were right. I don't know how to deal with being home yet feeling like I'm not home at all. I miss Berkeley. I don't want to leave California.