Doodly Day

Currently Reading The Norton Anthology of English Literature, Vol. 1 (Packaged with Media Companion) see related Current mood: tired Current music: Smile, by Weezer So today was special. I woke up grumpy... and doodled my mood in Math class: If I could have made the eyebrow twitch somehow, I totally would have. Anyway, clearly today was just a doodly day, because in chapel - after I finished up this picture - I wanted to draw something else, and Peter leaned over and told me to draw him. After initially refusing, I decided to be a dork after all: ...and then I realized how involved he really wanted to be in my doodling adventures. After adding stubble to the picture I drew, he commandeered my notebook and made his own doodle (wow that sounded so wrong): And before you even ask, no, the chick with the ponytail is not me. The rest of the day was not as aesthetically pleasing, but hey, it was cool. Coming out of World Lit., I heard the cries of a kitten and followed them to a car with its windows down. Inside was an ADORABLE little kitten, so tiny and sooo cuuute!! Apparently it was Paul Soyster's fiancee Tiffany's cat... but I felt bad for it being all alone in a hot car. So I played with it for a while, despite my short amount of allotted time for lunch. Tonight was the pep rally (or as everyone in the cafe kept saying, the "prep" rally), so we all took a break from our homework for some free food.. I mean... fellowship and enthusiasm for our team.. yeah.... But the pizza was from Pizza Hut and thus tasty. YUM! Then we all went back up to the cafe 10 minutes after leaving hahahaha... then Peter saw a picture of me that I was complaining about and proclaimed that I was right - I do have a big butt - and then I smacked him and hit my funny bone on his defending arm, collapsed in agony (lol). Nothing too terribly exciting, hah.. and it was all downhill from there.. Gah, I hate homework so much! Life would be so free and wonderful without it, no? ~_^ I mean, I am absolutely horrified at the thought of having to memorize the first 19 lines of Chaucer's Canterbury Tales in Old English, meh!! I'm sitting here, staring at the page, freaking out, listening to the accompanying CD for pronunciation, freaking out some more, and getting ready to pass out on my keyboard. Anyway, g'night everyone! P.S. BLACK TUESDAY COMMENCES AT 0800 HOURS!!!