I absolutely hate the last week of wet clay. I always just feel as though my world is crumbling around me. What will I constantly think about when ceramics is over? What will I do with my life? How will I express myself? I just fall into this depressed yet frantic state because I'm so sad but I don't want to waste any more time. So yeah, I didn't even waste time taking pictures this week. I just threw and threw and threw. Last day is on Monday. I think I'll probably cry.