My first break as a Senior

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My first break as a Senior

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My senior year fall break fell short of my expectations. I imagined a short, bittersweet vacation that calmed my nerves. On the contrary, my imagination proved to be just that. I ended up working at my new job and sleeping a lot more than I should. At the end of the week, I felt relieved and dismayed. I spent a great deal of time with my friends and family to the point where I never felt alone. The week felt extremely long until Thursday evening when I realized it was the last weekend before school. This crushed me. Furthermore, I was ecstatic after finding out we have a three-day weekend. The last fall break of high school became one of my favorites because of my family and friends. It’s always okay to stay in Indiana for a change. 

I trained at my new job for many hours over fall break. I learned a lot more during the day than I did after school on a normal week. A shift from 12 to 5 seems much longer than a shift 10 to 3 oddly enough. Surprisingly, the YMCA’s atmosphere is very quiet throughout the day. I imagined a loud, bothersome chatter from people. It surprised me when I talked with my coworkers for almost an hour without any questions from customers. One of my favorite coworkers, Jamal Young, conversed with me about our favorite restaurants in Kokomo. We like a lot of the same things. It is very weird to think I used to walk past these people to workout, and now I work alongside them. The new position and atmosphere holds a fun, heartiness vibe. 

Away from work on my own adventures, I made the most of my free time. My step dad decided to bring my mother and me to Westfield on Saturday for dinner. Conversely, my mom decided to go shopping and get groceries after our endeavor. I welcomed this since I wanted a new coat for the fall. On Sunday, I celebrated my stepbrother’s 21st birthday at The Cheesecake Factory. Our blended family talked for hours and traveled to Topgolf for a fierce game. In the first game I placed second falling behind my step dad. On the contrary, I doubled his score in the second game only to lose to my step brother. That portion of the weekend went by like a drift of wind. I grew excited towards the end of that week. 

Earlier in the month I received an invitation to a costume party close to my house. I eagerly accepted but procrastinated my costume choice. I drove to Lafayette to celebrate my cousin’s 3oth birthday with our family the same night as the party. One of my cousin’s favorite restaurants, DT Kirby’s, proved to hold many hearty meals. She enjoyed our gifts but did not feel the same love for the idea of turning 30. The sight of the balloons spawned a degrading glare and a smile shortly afterwards. My cousin thoroughly enjoyed her birthday gathering and relished the opportunity to spend time with family. 

The fall break opportunities I participated in took up a substantial amount of time. A new job, multiple birthday parties, and family excursions occurred in the same week. Overall, I’m glad I spent the week at home and not on vacation. It lasted a short amount of time, but I made it enjoyable in my own way.

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