one of the best feelings is overcoming extreme exhaustion and bewilderment by merit of going back home, or at least to the brightly lit dorm on the corner. tonight we celebrated the end of all things by going to manayunk again, actually painting pottery (a sushi plate and a light switch plate...i'm so psyched!) and then hibachi! of all things to all people. i'm actually really tired and intolerant right now, but at least going home maybe with a poughkeepsie brigade. i'll see some of you soon :^)