just looked at my schedule for the rest of the semester...
conclusion: This semester is brutal. 
also:Feeling self councious about my academic acheivements. Its not a good feeling. Sort of like this:

Yet. Today I made a lovely dinner with lovely people and had great conversations. For me its all about the variety of people in my life. New perspectives and backgrounds make my soul smile. The same old hipster crowd thinkin the same, takin the same, dressin the same and drinking the same makes me want to hide in books and old libraries. Sometimes its better to live the stories.