ahhh....what a weekend. what a wonderfully amazing weekend. i did absolutely nothing. seriously. but let me back up to friday first. there was this halloween party going on at 10 buffa (rutgers band-speak for a house notorious for excellent parties), and we were definetly going to be there. but, we needed costumes. so we decided that liz and i were going to be hookers and andre was going to be our pimp. got some fishnet stockings, and we were set. andre was dressed in black with liz's sunglasses, liz had a black tank top and leopard print skirt with fishnet stockings, and i had my black suede halter top with denim daisy dukes and fishnets. we looked awesome as hell, and made an awesome entrance. partied our butts off, slept over, and came back to the dorms. we had also been invited to another halloween party last night, but i decided not to go. so liz and andre went to long branch and i stayed in my room. and did absolutely nothing. i mean nothing. i sat and watched tv all day long, and didn't leave my room except to eat. it felt so good to not have to do anything. i didn't even call anybody. and whenever i got bored or lonely, i just thought about what i've been doing every saturday for the past 2 months. that cured it real quick. i'm saying: no 8am report times, no loading stuff onto a bus, no rehearsals, no pregame parades, no stupid subs, no abysmal football games, no drums, no busses, no triplets (drumline-speak for the irritating freshman snare drummers), no uniforms, no exhibitions, no wasted saturdays, nothing! i did absolutely nothing and it was the best feeling in the world! i feel relaxed, rejuvenated....happy! hellz yeah! hee hee hee hee hee hee! well, that's about it for now. see yall's later!

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