this weekend was okay, kinda draining emotionally and physically. at the moment i'm sick with a cough, so everytime i cough and gag on the subway, ppl glare at me and look frightened.

the best part about it was going hanging out and going shopping with my mommy in livingston.  i'd forgotten how much i miss going home and having someone fuss over me. the next best thing was probably going to see (or not see) the get-up kids concert at stony.  man, stonybrook apartments are mad nice, i'm so jealous.  and kel's friends were incredibly generous, stuffing our fatasses with pizza and all.  the next best thing after that (yea yea, the list is neverending..hehe) was playin whiffle ball and listening to pat's gay stories at pete's bbq in brooklyn.  too bad the party got pooped out...literally. oh wait, one more! i don't want to forget best thing #4!: walking to delft's? deft's? for dancing/drinks and making fun of kylie minogue the whole way there.  i dont' know why but i found that particularly entertaining.  poor kyle.  well that about sums up my weekend.  time to pick up and do it all over again.  the end is near, i can feel it. and fear it.

i also got my hair cut short again.  see here. (i'm going to rip these pics off of valeria's site):

side note: it looks i'll be stayin in the city for another year because csfb finally gave me an offer.  whew! simone just called me friday night to tell me that i SHOULD be gettin my offer letter in the mail this week.  hopefully they're not just pulling my leg again...or is it jerking my chain?