Back in the city

I've survived four days straight of family. And I've come back rewarded. The joy and flip side of being with my mother is that riday after visiting Vassar I can easily convince her to head pver to Woodbury Commons because I am in need of jeans. BUt she has just as much a weakness as me for fun clothes, so as well as the obligatory Gap bag, I also emerged from the journey bearing the brightly patterned bag of Oilily and hot pink of Betsey Johnson, two of my favorite places EVER. have i mentioned lately that i love outlets and labor day weekend sales? well, i do. they give me things like the perfectly flared jeans from Theory I've been searching for for ages, but otherwise would enver havebeen able to afford. All in all, very successful Friday, even if i was supposedly missing a great party back in the city. As for the rest of the weekend, i kinda like chillin wih my grandparents, so it was a pleasant card playin, movie watchin weekend.And the colleges? I've decided that Bard is the most awesome safety school ever. They have so much great politicla science stuff goin on, plus everyone there seems to have mad artsy/original/hipster fashion sense. How can i go wrong? Vassar was basic run o the mill liberal arts school, really pretty, and really good food, even good vegetarian. plus i spotted two guys i eventually identified as FV counselors (Newer ones I dont really know). So. Acceptable. Shit, I have to start doing those fuckin applications soon. Blegh. Still have three days left...must appreciate and use well last days of freedom. i will NOT clean my room in these final days. i refuse. even if it is starting to disgust even me. fine, maybe a little...atleast enough to move the shit off my bed so i can sleep tonight. hmmmmmmm, sleep. i'm off.