This morning I was dreaming and there was a pleasant sound of very soft bells. They woke me up ever-so-gently and I knew it was MOUTAIN DAY. It was such a beautiful wake up to my last moutain day at smith! Then i heard the first years running up and down the halls screaming "it's mountain day" and I had to smile.
but i still have to go to class at Amherst. Oh well.