WTF!?

As if it wasn't bad enough that I had a final at 7:15 this morning, my car was frozen solid when I left the house at 6:10 to catch the bus (in the freezing cold). Now, I'm a Phoenix girl. It doesn't matter that I absolutely hate Phoenix and I'm so thankful I got out of there (better late than never). I was born and raised there. I know it's the desert, but it can get really cold when the sun goes down in the winter and occasionally we get a freeze that kills everything. But I never had to use an ice scraper in Phoenix! Because I don't always adapt well to new situations, this is how my morning went.

-leave the house at 6:10
-notice that all the cars are covered in what I think is just a light frost (nothing the wipers can't handle)
-turn the car on and crank up the defrost
-try the wipers to get off the light coat of frost
-cringe at the sound of the wipers scraping over the layer of ice on my windshield
-(I'm stubborn) try the window spray, I know it's not a good idea, but I don't want to get out of the car and I certainly don't want to scrape my windows.
-window spray doesn't work, wait a few minutes, try again...it fails again
-give up and decide that I can see enough to drive to the bus stop...it's not that far
-pull out, drive all of ten feet, realize that I can't see a damn thing
-give up, get out of the car and go fetch the ice scraper

I am not okay with this! But, I better to get used to it because I have two more finals next week. Guess what time they are?!

Despite my freezing morning, it's not all that bad. My final wasn't horrible. It feels good to be done with two classes. I celebrated that final with a delicious vanilla late from my new favorite coffee shop. Starbucks? Never heard of it! The coffee shop on campus makes amazing drinks and I have yet to be disappointed, unlike at that other place

To top it all off I got a great compliment on the bus ride home. It was the perfect kind of compliment, where the giver wants nothing in return. Apparently, I smile at strangers (a lot). I don't realize that I do it, but more than person has pointed out that I flashed a big smile without provocation (it's even gotten me into trouble). Maybe it's nerves. It doesn't fit my personality at all. I'm not good with strangers. I don't make friends easily and I usually avoid new social situations. For whatever reason, I flashed a big goofy grin to a stranger on the bus today. His response was, "What a smile!" I laugh nervously and manage to utter a "thanx" while I worry that I just initiated a conversation with a complete stranger on the city bus. In my head I punish myself. What was I thinking?! Why did I do that?! But it turned out okay. "No thank YOU," he says. And then he sits down and doesn't bother me for the rest of the ride.