It's a funny thing...

...how a place that at one time seemed so foreign and daunting now feels more like home than anything else. And no I'm not talking the house I live in. I'm talking about the student lounge in my department's building. Anyone who is reading this and knows what I'm talking about will agree. My first semester here, I didn't know it existed. Well, I knew it was here but I never went in it and thought it was a place for others. Then I discovered it last semester and would spend my breaks in there. Now if I'm not in class, I'm in the lounge, chatting with anyone who is in there, working on homework or just relaxing before my next class or meeting. Friends and I have even joked about getting bunk beds or a pull out couch in there because all of us spend so much time in there and there's really not any place comfortable to lay down and take a quick nap.

Anyways, I digress. This time last year was the first time I stepped into this building and felt unsure if I would fit in. This semester, my 3rd here, I walked in and nearly hugged the wall because I've been away from it for 5 weeks. It just feels like home. Even when I go to a class in a different building and come back here for my next class, this is the building that just feels familiar. The faces and everyone there just feels comfortable. It's a good feeling.