stalkers

today marc and i wanted to look at all the beautiful mansions in the rio vista. we drove into alpine and were going along the espalanade until we realized a ford truck was following us the entire time. we cut into side streets but the truck was following us the entire time. it was very creepy. i started to panic and tear up, my mascara was slightly runny once i got home. while we were trying to lose the guy, we ran through a yellow light and felt relieved that he got stuck at the red, but he just kept going, straight through the red light, and after us. we drove into cresskill and quickly turned into the kings parking lot, only then did we lost the stalker. i felt like the characters in 'road trip' the entire time, i almost heard a trucker's accent whispering "candyyyycaneee" into my year. 

on other news:

i got my hair cut to closer resemble mary kate olsons because i am just another 17 year old girl.

i think that the hairstylist did a pretty good job getting it blonder, as far as my resemblance to mary kate...i am still 15 pounds and 10 fur coats away. 

my fabulous friend ruby is coming from LA to new york in a weeks time, our itinerary so far includes (but isn't limited to): wearing all white, playing raquet ball, discussing cynicism, discussing cynicism in relationships, eating sunday brunch