As I was walking, I dropped my stack of papers, and a random girl helped me pick them up.


Today, my friend Bri helped me rearrange my room. She took time out of her day to help me move my furniture and put posters up.



Last week, I had a really hard time managing all my work. I often forgot to eat meals, or sleep for than 3 hours a night because of how much work I had to do. My roommate noticed and knew that I love when the kitchen is very clean. So, she cleaned it one night by herself. It spoke to my love language of service.