"sweet marie, theres a hole where your heart should be..."
that damn song by the anniversary is stuck in my head.. and I have yet to master the drum tracks on that song, its very frustrating.
this weekend has been one of gastronomic delights, so, counting my chicago weekend, its been almost 2 weeks of enjoying very good food. and probably quite a few pounds as well. i need to work out again... first semester was super slacker mode to the max.
oh yeah, that poem earlier... never bet on mizzou basketball. just when you think you can't lose, Kareem and clarence fuck it up for you. one olan of action : egg kareems car... oh yeah, i am that immature. i know that it was my fault that I bet my hair, but dammit, i thought we were good. look, we lost to depaul!
oh well, even though I was so close to achieving my hair dream (think Robert Deniro in Mean Streets), the shaved head is actually not that horrible. it looks clean and my face looks less doughboy-ish.. so maybe it will be a good thing? only time will tell.
time to educate myself in filipino history, nothing like watching videos with family, always a great time.
one week to go... hope you are all ready to hit the ground running..
peace