Well....let's see...I really didn't get all that much done tonight. I got a little reading done and I got my two works I'm submitting to the literary magazine all revised and finished up, but I definitely could've gotten more homework done. Oh well. I decided to instead finish watching Boyz In The Hood and then the girl came over.

*editor's note*
In case you haven't noticed, I've yet to decide what I'm going to call said girl on this page. She's not girlfriend, but she's more than friend. I've gone through several different names for people on here, i.e. Ghetto Bowler, G-Master, 4th year girl, the Russian chick, best friend, etc. But I don't know what to use just yet. And plus I think it's too early to even put a name on her yet.

Anyway, she came over and suddenly it was past midnight. Oh well. I felt bad for her because she has a lot of stuff to do this week, and I don't really. But she feels bad because she's going to be gone this weekend and I think she's trying to make up for it. I dunno. Whatever.

Hmmm...In other news, the weight lifting has continued now into the third week. I'm actually starting to increase weights. And today I started doing the protein thing. A small shake before lifting and a small shake after. The effects of the protein are a little strange because when you're lifting your arms don't really get sore. Like they don't feel tired, but then when your doing your third set or whatever they just don't work anymore. So in other words, you don't feel it as much...but stuff is going on. Like when we got done we were discussing this and I said my chest muscles felt fine, so my buddy had me try to do some push-ups and I fell flat on my face. Craziness. But that's also nice because I hated being sore all the time. It made me feel weaker than before. Whatever.

Ok, I need to go to bed. Peace out, y'all.