Don't think I have anything profound to say, but as always just unloading the things that have been on my mind. A personal confession box you might say.

Birthday Party

Last night, despite some feelings of anxiety, I went to a classmate's birthday party. This was the first time I have hung out with the people at school and it turned out to be lots of fun.

What do you get when you attend a party filled with counselling students?
A night filled with randomly yelled out quotes from dead psychologists followed by people rolling on the floor laughing.

It was so much fun! You wouldn't think it, but it was so funny. The entire night was a blast. Myself and the girl who got a ride with me were the last to leave. This was also because the host had started looking a bit tired.

I should have known it was going to be alright. Everyone was very supportive and I think the students in the school really care about each other. A non-student commented something to that effect last night. In many places, people are nice to their classmates because they have to, but not here.

In class one time, someone said that we were all there because we cared. He was right. People do not take up this field of work for the money.

Ughh...I have so much to say but can't seem to summarize it into proper paragraphs as opposed to spurts of information. For this I must apologize.

Gonna go curl up in bed with a good book instead. Good night.