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Keep Calm and Get Ready for Break

Two weeks from today I'll be on my way home for thanksgiving break and I. CANNOT. WAIT. I love being at school and hanging out with all of the wonderful friends I've made, but there truly is no place like home. I've come up with five reasons why I can't wait to go home for Thanksgiving break.

1. Taking a break

Although I'll probably end up doing homework at some point over the break, it will be nice to not think about looming due dates and catch up on some sleep for a bit.

2. Thanksgiving food

I love food, that is not a secret. But thanksgiving food.....oh my goodness. Eating my weight in mashed potatoes sounds like the perfect day right now.

3. Black Friday shopping

One of my favorite parts about break is doing the American tradition of waking up at an ungodly hour and standing in long lines for discounted blankets and socks! It sounds crazy but it's actually really fun, and it has become a tradition in my family.

4. Seeing my hometown friends

I love my college friends, don't get me wrong, but going home to see all of my friends I went to high school with is so special. I love that we've all went separate ways in life but are still able to come back and act like nothing has changed.

5. Spending time with family

My absolute favorite part about going home is spending time with my family. It's nice to be home and laughing like old times with them. There is no better feeling to me. Plus, we usually take a family photo on Thanksgiving and it's always a good time.

Share this if you're as ready for Thanksgiving break as I am. We can get through these next couple of weeks, I know we can! Have a great weekend!!!


  1. Yes I am so prepared for fall break. Although I will be working most of it, I am so excited to see all of my coworkers! T-minus 11 days :)

  2. The memes on this post make everything better. I am so ready for fall break as well.


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