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And so ends my first university final. Classes ended on Monday. I have been sitting around either studying for my other finals, socializing, procrastinating, feeling guilty about procrastinating, and yeah that's basically it. Christmas break is fast approaching. Two weeks back at home. I think it's safe to say that I am not looking forward to it as much as one might expect. I like it here. People here actually like me and sit with me and ask me how I'm doing and they come visit me in my room and they smile or say hello to me when they see me instead of just turning away and pretending like they never noticed me. The majority of the time I don't even understand why they like me as much as they do or why I can finally accept the fact that people like me without trying to undermine it by attributing another source to it. Sometimes I even wish they would stop liking me so much. It's a strange phenomenon. I spent my entire day yesterday in the cafeteria with people studying and I just remember how incredibly happy I was. And now I am in an incredible amount of physical pain because nature knows that too much happiness just gets boring so it decided to make me ill.