and so it begins...

tomorrow, or now, more correctly, later today, i will be getting in the car next to my mother to drive to Bard and then Vassar friday to have the joy of visiting colleges. yet somehow, if i have her with me, it takes great effort to see beyond the red pounding in front of my eyes anyway. but since she is in better moods lately do to summer break, it might turn out okay. maybe. i've survived longer college trips with her, so i figure this one should be easy. i am simply constantly reminded of why i love headphones. her latest ranting is that if i dont pick a school i like and do early decision, i will never get into a good college. you see? some of her most popular rants and sayings are now frequently quoted at me by friends who have heard them from me. such fine examples of "are you sure it isn't gay day every day?" and "...if there's a guy in the corner smoking pot, that's cool..." perhaps they're not as amusing out of context. but they certainly keep me laughing through her insanity. but i guess everyone thinks their mother is crazy and unbearable. and so i am swallowed by the masses of typical angsty teenagers...blegh. i mean, who wants to be ordinary? no. cutting myself off right there to keep from a long tedious rant that will end up sounding insufferably philosophical and self-centered, as good as my intentions at professionally musing are. instead, let us reflect on the events of this past evening. mostly, being in the city is HOT. it's almost fall for gods sake, it should not be so gross. drowning in my own sweat is not my prefered method of dying, so after dropping off the edgy head-ached little sister at Kaplan and meeting with lily we hid from the angry humidity at my always fav place to be, Barnes & Nobles. I decided to distract myself from all the new books begging to be bought by pulling pretty magazines down, the new hipster ones i've found and loved, only to find myself buying, wait...five of them. so much for saving money i don't have. i admit it, i have a weakness - isn't that the first step, admitting to yourself you have a problem? help! i'm highly sucseptible to the temptations of shiny magazines and new book smell! the words on the page beckoned me, i couldnt resist! i suppose it could be worse. some girls would skip lunches for those new pumps, i would do the same in a heart beat for a new stack of books, preferably with the new jasper fforde novel, if you dont mind. so sue me. alright, so now that everybody is nicely introduced to my sickness, let's move on, shall we? picked up a third on the way to diner for pancakes, where we learned that zoe does not like fruit in her pancakes, but will have her chocolate anywhere. lovely. proceeded to a party of lots of people we did not know and who all looked suspiciously younger. damn sophomores. or, juniors now, i guess...since we're gonna be seniors. woah, still too weird. moving on. left promptly so as to be a good girl and home by curfew, and get some sleep cuz i have to wake up friggin early for college trip (since that's obviously happening). but i encountered a large logisitcal problem: as a combination of the late hour and the recent upsurge in muggings, my mother would be meeting me at the station in the car. i DEFINATELY smell of smoke, what to do? well, surprise surprise, she didnt say anything, perhaps out of tactical maneouver, perhaps filed away in Mom Brain for later interogation, perhaps she had a stuffed nose, or perhaps i am intensely paranoid and the smell of sweat overrides everything else after all. whatever, i am just glad to have avoided Confrontation. much more importantly, when i got on the train at Canal, the girl from B&N many hours earlier was sitting across from me! chatting to her friend in some asian language with some newly purchased book under her arm...very weird coincidence. ths is the girl noted when on the escalator down, who had the strangely girly punk rock fashion sense, complete with red converse and navy knee socks with butterflys on the edges. slightly cute, slightly attractive...hmm, i like coincidences. SHIT i have to pack. i'll be back...sunday, as am visiting the grandparents upstate after colleges. though who knows, what with intensely rising gas prices. damn you new orleans, what with your below sea level hurricane vulnerability!!!