As I expected, the world didn't end this Saturday. As a matter of fact, Saturday was pretty awesome. I watched the sun set over a foggy Manhattan from my rooftop in Brooklyn with 15 close friends and reflected on all the people, experiences and opportunities I am thankful for. Plus, I ate fancy shmancy spam musubis:
And ended the sans-apocalypse night with a pretty intense watermelon eating contest, which I lost.