So me, Marissa and Rachel went to the Canal St. flea market yesterday and I GOT A MOTHERFUCKING BIKE. So fucking cool. He wanted 45 but the back break is broke so I got him down to 30 HOLLA HOLLA. I also got a brand new alarm clock for 5.

Anyway, I'm so excited about Hercules. That's the bike's name and no we didn't name him ourselves, but it fucking says Hercules on the side of the bike which is hilarious.

Anyway, here it is:



I start classes tomorrow and I'm so excited/nervous. I can't wait to ride my new bike and wear my new back pack and write with new pens and on new paper in my new binder. YES.

And I still don't have a room mate. This school can get pretty unorganized so maybe they'll just forget I need one and I'll get to walk around naked ALL THE TIME. As I am now. I wish I wasn't fat or I'd be naked all the time.