North Park University and "Peter, what the heck is 'Qajtown?'"

North Park,

where the verdant spaces on campus make for a homey atmosphere
where playing ultimate at 11:30 PM is completely acceptable
where the north branch of the Chicago River is brown and gross-looking
where the jazz band kicks my butt
where the 3:1 male to female ratio is highly evident, and highly awesome
where the squirrels are fairly personable and friendly
where there are so many nice and awesome people on campus, and I get discouraged that I can’t hang out with everybody all the time
where I might lose my hookah virginity soon
where sirens roll by at least 6 times daily
where they actually served "cheesburger casserole" last night. I passed.
where the Sunday night worship time is a genuine experience
where my sister is coming to visit --- very soon!
where Jason, a cubs fan who actually likes the cardinals more, lives
where last night four passionate musicians/songwriters came together and just started writing worship songs for the fun of it.
where my math class is called "structures and concepts"
where I spent an hour and a half on an EL to go to a gospel church last sunday, it was fun, but we were so, so late.
where it rained all day on the first day of classes :-(
where the campus is 36% minority, a refreshing change to the white-rich-suburban atmosphere of Westminster Christian Academy
where I co-exist with the surrounding football players in 3 of the closest nearby rooms
where the only class I have on Tuesday/Thursday is at 8:30 AM

I think I like it here.

So, now, I progress to the question on all of your minds:
"Peter, what the heck is 'qajtown?'"

This is really quite simple, and, as I'm always in the market for a screename that exemplifies creativity, originality, and significance, its brilliant. Because this blog commences with my Kosova experience, I wanted something relevant to Kosova. Because I expected to keep it up to date with college, chicago, and the like, I wanted something relevant to Chicago. So, the albanian word for tea is "qaj" (pronounced, "chai"), and a nickname for chicago is "Chi-town." Since I liked the tea so much there (and brought a ton back with me), I had to honor the name, and lo and behold, we have, "Qajtown."