On a scale from 1 to 10, I’d say I’m cruising at an 8. This semester has been pretty smooth, giving me the chance to hang out with my nearest and dearest. I’ve crossed paths with some fantastic people too. The only bummer is that the rest of the semester is zipping by, and I’m gearing up to bid adieu to my friends as I head off for a co-op in New York come spring. Crazy that at the beginning of the semester, I thought it felt like an eternity.
