So today begins the dreaded "Finals Week," and I must say, I don't love it. I mean, it's really nice not having to get up at 6 am every morning to walk to a class across campus that I sit through with nothing to gain from being there, except that attendance is mandatory. And I enjoy not having to change out of my pyjamas for days if I like. But something about finals week, about sitting in my room prepping for my impromptu speech tomorrow (or marathon-watching Chuck as it may be), is actually pretty sad. Other than the occasional, "bless you" from my roommate, I don't really talk to people during finals. But last night I got to do exactly that, which was awesome.
Yesterday was a study day, which means that no classes were held, and I got to chill in my room all day, working on a paper for English, watching Chuck, and studying for my Medieval Civ final. Last night, my roommate's boyfriend was over and they made coffee, which normally doesn't bother me, but for whatever reason, last night I got the biggest headache from the coffee smell (even though that hasn't happened in years). I went out to sit in the elevator lobby and call some people from home, but no one picked up. But a girl from my hall came upon me and sat down next to me and we got to talking. It was really fun to sit and chat with her and just have fun. I really enjoyed it. It was nice to have a real conversation with a real human about real things. So that was great. Despite my strong introversion, I like feeling connected with people.
So yeah, I guess that's it. I'm really glad that God brought me out of my secret introverted hole for a little while to talk to a really sweet girl on my hall.
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