Personal Narrative: The Countdown To Thanksgiving Break

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The excitement of getting to go home for a whole week was unreal. The countdown to Thanksgiving Break. This was the first time I would be going home and seeing all of my other college friends who were also home. I couldn’t wait to see who has changed and how college was treating everyone. I was looking forward to doing nothing but eat, sleep, shop, and hang out with friends and family. The first thing I did when I got home was go to my favorite restaurant—Glory Days Grill. I got a huge over of boneless chicken wings and cheese fries. This was something that I had missed a lot at college and craved almost everyday. Next, I went and said hi to all of my closest girl friends and their mothers. We had a diner together where we just all sat around…show more content…
I woke up and traditionally watched the parade with my family. We cooked all day, and then the rest of our extended family came over. My one-year-old cousin, Emerson, was there and she kept my occupied. I could not resist her cuteness. I ate way too much food and was in a food coma the rest of the night. Something fun that happened on this night was that we went to see a move in theaters—all fifteen of my family members. It was hysterical. On Saturday of thanksgiving break, I traveled to Charlottesville for the UVA vs. Virginia Tech football game. I was such a good time and was really nice to see all of the college students tailgating with their whole family. It was a huge reunion between a lot of families in the Oakton area. On top of it all, Virginia Tech won! One week had flown by and as Sunday came around it was time to leave. I said my goodbyes and headed back to Virginia Tech around one with my roommate, McKenzie. We were cruising down I-66 but as we got to be five miles from I-81 South, we hit stand still traffic. Additionally, it was foggy and rainy. There were accidents on every major highway. It usually takes us four hours to get back to Blacksburg, but this time it took of eight. It was one of the most painful car trips of my life, especially since I was the
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