Thank goodness for Thanksgiving. It came around just in time this year. Any longer and, I think, I might have gone crazy. This semester has been very stressful for me. Between different/odd teaching styles, midterms, making and keeping new friends and registering for classes for next semester. I felt like my head would explode under all the pressure. Don’t get me wrong, it was fun, a good experience, and I have been doing well with all my classes, but, the dramatic change in and of itself causes my head to hurt whenever I think about it. I just need a few days to chill in my own bed, with my dog, in my natural habitat. Or, at least, for the few minutes between flashcard.
On a more sentimental note, I have realized I have a lot more to be thankful for than I could have ever imagined. I am not referring to any material object or my high school life style, I am talking about the way I was raised. I never realized how influenced I was by my family. Everyone I was with before I came here, were raised similarly to me. Or, possibly, I just never noticed the differences because I was not around those people 24/7, like I am here. Everything, from how I act in a sticky situation, down to how I hold my fork, is all thanks to my family. I have never been so thankful for them. They gave me the tools and knowledge to survive on my own at school. I have seen many people here have problems. Whether they were big problems or little ones, they ended up getting lost in the confusion and worry. I, on the other hand, almost always knew what had to be done and how to get out of the situation. More often than not, I was the person they would turn to for help and advice. Everything I know I learned from my family.
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