You're My Wonderwall...

Hadn't heard that song in a while, but I heard it tonight sitting in my car in our driveway and now I can't stop singing it. Okay, well, I picked up my paper this morning, and spent a good part of the afternoon revising it. Hopefully I get a good grade on it. Then I met Kris (who was not having a good day) in the library, and we walked to Coleman to look for Dr. Raybin so I could ask him a question, but he wasn't there. So then we went back to the library and tried to print the paper. Well, I don't have any money on my Panther Card and he had maxxed his out, so he said I could print it out at his place. I said alright, so we went there. He has a pretty cool little apartment. He was all embarrassed to take me there because it was messy, but honestly, it was cleaner than my room. Thus, I am going to clean my room some tonight. Anyway, he got it all printed off for me so I was able to hand it in. I'm hoping Raybin takes pity on me since I only had TODAY to revise it, print it, and hand it in.

My man also read his "Yetish Fetish" poem, which I personally think is hysterical. The rest of the class did too. We had a lot of fun in poetry today. I brought a box of Count Chocula, but Martone said he couldn't eat it and I shouldn't be eating it because of the marshmallows--they have gelatin in them, and Martone has it in his head that all gelatin comes from animal sources.

By the way, thanks to Amanda for her suggestion for a column. However, I think I'm going to write my column about rising oil prices and how I'm still poor. Might try to tie it in with The Grapes of Wrath or something. I don't know. Also, this is pretty cool, I got asked to write columns and/or draw cartoons for the DEN this summer. I was pretty excited about it.

Today was a big day of firsts for me: eating LemonHeads, eating Count Chocula, eating chicken (yes, I tried a little chicken from Brandy's Chalupa at Taco Bell--it was pretty good), holding Kris's hand, going to his apartment, riding to my car with Kristy after class. Kris acted a little disappointed that I had chicken today. I was like hey now, I've seen you eat at Chik-Fil-A or whatever, so I don't wanna hear it. I think he's trying to go vegetarian too though, so he was pretty shocked that I tried some meat. I need to check on him--like I said, he had a fairly bad day and I worry about him--hope he's doing better. Peace out guys...