You know what's a really great feeling? When you create something, and people actually like it. Last week I spent so much time on my story for creative writing. It was 22 pages when I finished it, and I thought everyone in the class was going to hate me for making it so long. But today was my workshop day, and it seemed like the general consensus was that people really liked it. I have to fix some grammar mistakes and work on the main character's motivation a little bit, but overall, I'm really proud of what I did. I might post it on here when I revise it.

Sunday night, I drove Kevin to Fridays so he could get drunk for his birthday. Except he didn't turn 21 till midnight, so they wouldn't serve him. So we came back here, and at midnight, we went to McGwinn's (or something) and got him super drunk with his friends from work. I think it was the drunkest I've ever seen Kevin, and I've seen thet kid REALLY drunk.

I'm spending every free moment I can in the photo lab. I don't like photography class anymore. I'm running out of time, and alot of my pictures are shitty and scratched and spotted. I don't know how my negatives got so fucked up, but it's driving me nuts. I'm going to try to wake up early and finish my project tomorrow.

Tonight I saw the Progress at the Ratt and got their new CD. It's good.