Though it may seem like I have a while before this quarter ends, the truth is that it's crashing down on me like a breaking wave. I see the end of the road but it doesn't mean I'm anywhere closer to where I want to be.

Five weeks left including finals, if I don't count the rest of this week.

That's four more actual classes of History of Britain
Five days where I actually have to travel down to 69th at the corner of Normal and Stewart
& ten classes of English, Multiculturalism, and History of Broadcasting left.

The play that I'm in ends next Saturday. A load off my back but I will be sad that it's over sorta; I love being onstage so much.

Major projects still loom for each of my classes and the start of March will be a tough stretch toward relaxation and friendship re-building.

I rode the Brown line downtown yesterday because of the CTA cuts resulting in long breaks between when a red line shows up, and I don't like standing in one place for too long, so while I was riding in the scenic but slow brown line, I was able to take in my surroundings again. The Hancock and Sears(Willis) looked taller than ever because I've been too busy to appreciate them; it was nice to finally do it again for a moment, but then I was back on State Street and the flow of my day caught up with me. I'm not sure when I'll be able to experience the city like that again. I'll pencil it in for Day 1 of Spring Break.

I'm truly lucky to be living in Chicago and doing all the thing's that I'm doing. To think, I had started payments to CMU before deciding to go to DePaul. What an entirely different life I would have. hahaha, I'll take this life over that one any day.