Thoughts
It's been a rather crazy November, but now I've come to my favorite part of the month: Thanksgiving Break. When I was in school, this was the one of two times of the year I felt happy not having school. By this point, I was at the point of pulling out my hair and pulling out my classmates' hair. I didn't really care to be in school as an asocial person. I didn't care about my classmates or the people I loosely called "friends." It just wasn't a place where I wanted to be. So when Thanksgiving Break came around, I welcomed the quiet moments I had either at home or going to work with one of my parents, depending on the day. Sometimes I would sit in the church where my mother worked and just read or draw, or I would go on rides with my dad while he went to deliver packages for different people. It was a wonderful time for me to enjoy my own activities and be with people that I actually cared about. These days, I work alongside of a school syste...