I am so done at the moment. Particularly with school. I’m just out here drowning in the schoolwork that consumes my life. I think we can all agree that a break is due. Luckily for us, we have Thanksgiving break coming up, but unfortunately it’s weeks away. Might as well be eternity. We, as students, have quite the large workload, so I’d like to take advantage of my staff writer position to formally complain before we leave for a week.

I took my journalism skillz to the street (and by street, I mean the overcrowded Ascension hallway, and by skillz, I mean mediocre questions) to ask my fellow peers how school was treating them. I asked junior Parker Courville how he felt about school and he replied with “trying to understand school is like trying to smell the color nine. That’s how I feel about school.” I have to say that this may not make any sense, but it makes all the sense in the world at the same time. Even the “unbreakable student” junior Ella Sheets (name given by the one and only junior Catherine Zaunbrecher) said “I NEED to sit down”. Each of us have a breaking point and I am happy to tell you that I have passed mine. It’s survivable. I guess. You know that point where you’re so stressed that you’re living in an eternal panic attack? I know you do. Yes, well all you need to do is hold on for a few weeks and then bliss.

Well, not complete bliss, because we still got that fall research paper to write over the break, but let’s not talk about that because that’s no fun. Junior Grace Sheets said “when Ms. Delhomme put that fall research paper up on the board, I almost cried.” Same, dude, same. Moral of the story: life’s hard but there’s always Thanksgiving.