For Thanksgiving, instead of doing it at my apartment like we usually do, we went to my uncles house for the fist time. for their first time, it was pretty fun. they had more than enough food, and a lot of different selections. not only did i have a feast of food, i also saw cousins of mine that i literally haven’t seen in years, since i was a child. it was amazing to see how much we have grown since then. we all had talked, ate, and laughed, and enjoyed the day together. its very rare when my family gets together, but when we do, we have a good time. afterwords, for the weekend i stood over at my other cousins house. we stood up all night, and played games. on that Saturday, i actually stabbed myself in the foot. i stepped on a piece of wood with screws sticking out of it. couldn’t really walk on it that much the first day, but the second, and today, i managed. overall, my vacation time, was fun, and i enjoyed the best of it.