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I can’t believe that this time next week, I’ll be home in California. I have so much left to do here, so many things to see and do–too many. Although the city and I started off rough, we’ve since then been able patch things up a bit. The city has grown on me, and it has also made me grow. (More on that later.)

Look at all I’ve done in just one week! This past week I have: survived sickness in multiple beds/vehicles/toilets; seen Louis’ tour at the Met for the third time (though it’ll never get old); spent time with my favorite Rukesh. I went to trashy bars with Julien and Rukesh, ate delicious Korean food at Kun Jip, saw Priscilla Ahn in concert with Paroan and Julien, took beautiful photographs of beautiful classmates, explored the New Museum, dined in Central Park, among many other things.

This week I have these to look forward to: Kanye/Lupe/N*E*R*D concert, seeing the photographer’s studio at the Met, finishing my last day at the Council, go to P.S.1 and picnic with my favorite flatmate in the world, Sophia, seeing wonderful friends before I leave, and brunchbrunchbrunch!

There isn’t a shred of doubt in me that will keep me from coming back (unless a hoard of cockroaches erect a wall of themselves, weaved in some sort of porous material with their legs waving through one side). I really hope that does not happen.