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six: friends

 I had two essays due today. I kinda procrastinated... Okay, fine, I really procrastinated. I woke up this morning stressed because I still had a lot to write to finish them up for a class today.

 At breakfast, I sat with two friends today and we got on the subject of one of the essays because one of the girls is in the same class. We had opposite views of the topic of the essay and we both explained our arguments. A lot of times, I easily understand someone else's argument in a debate or just their perspective about a topic. So, I felt worried about strengthening my argument for the essay. I just broke down and told them how I'm stressed about the essays. I basically vented about everything, including procrastination and how hard it is finding a balance between traveling and studying. 

 They were so sweet and assured me that I could find a way to finish the essay well. They told me that they could help me if I need anything. My friend even told me later that day when I saw her again that she had been thinking about it and had an idea for me to add to my essay. How sweet! She was thinking about what I could write and it wasn't even her own essay! 

 I could go on telling more stories about how amazing my friends here are, but there are too many to tell here! 

 I am so thankful that God has given me great friends here. I was really worried about having good friends before I came here, but God took care of that. He always does take care of me. He is so good.

 Kthnxbai!

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