Let's recap Kelly's day, shall we? 

6:55 am: Kelly's alarm goes off, and she hits snooze
7:05 am: Kelly's alarm goes off again, she resets it for 7:55 am
7:35 am: Someone who lives in the complex next door's alarm goes off, which is exactly like mine and is annoying, so I can't go back to sleep. (OK OK, so I change tenses within this entry. If it bothers you, don't read it)
8:05 am: I finally get out of bed, get dressed, comb my hair, look outside to see it still raining, brush my teeth, find my keys and find some breakfast
8:40 am: Find a mediocre metered parking space. I put two quarters and a dime in. (that's 2 hours and 24 minutes)
8:43 am: Go to the second floor of the Meriam Library to the Copy Center and make 20 copies of the front side of this lame sheet of paper our teacher couldn't make copies of. Then make 20 more copies of the other side. Total cost: $3.80
9:00 am: Walk into Tehama 111 where I turn in a total of 80 pages (that's four trees)of my magazine story.
9:25 am: I walk out of my magazine class, get in my car, and drive home.
10:30 am: I decide to color my hair back to the color it usually is, which is dark brown
11:35 am: Get back in my car with my regularly colored hair and drive back to school, find a great parking spot that's not metered in front of the old Lambda Pi house and get to work 10 minutes early.
11:50 am: start work
12:50 pm: leave work, go to Eng 152
1:04 pm: Our professor shows up and starts yapping about The Odyssey
1:52 pm: He stops talking, ends class, and I leave. I go to Tehama 312 and transform into the Jour 121 lab assistant.
3:50 pm: Leave the MacLab, taking with me this cute boy that's in the class that doesn't understand the difference between a folder and a file, but he's cute, like little boy cute, so I let him tag along with me to the elevator while he goes on and on about how he doesn't know anything about computers.
3:53 pm: I leave the elevator, still taking the boy with me, and go to the Butte Station and buy a sandwich. If you notice, I don't eat in between breakfast at 8:something and now. He buys a green apple. I guess he's a health nut.
4:00 pm: He walks back to Tehama Hall with me and sits down and talks to me, but I continue reading The Orion. He finally leaves because he has to go to class.
4:30 pm: Go to Orion critique, which is extremely intense because of what's in the news section (see journal entries below). The entire time, no one knows what to say, so instead, Dave (Orion Advisor) plays a recording of the show "Fresh Air," a NPR radio show.
5:15 pm: I leave the critique, not because it's over, but because I have to be somewhere at 6pm.
5:35 pm: I call Kristin back (she left me a message) and we're going to get together later. 
5:50 pm: I park my car in the parking structure downtown and walk towards Mangrove and Valombrossa. That's where the Green Party's, "Death of Democracy" funeral procession is happening. Guess who the photographer that's covering this is. Yes, Kelly Imoto.
6:45 pm: I'm done taking pictures of these guys. They're nutty, but passionate for their cause. I'll post pictures here if I feel like it. I walk to Laxson Auditorium for the vigil for Adrian Heideman, the Pi Kappa Phi pledge that died.
6:50 pm: I'm told I can't be in the area of Laxson Auditorium. Why? Because I have a camera. I specifically tell them I'm not taking pictures, but they continue to tell me I can't be there. Hmm... So then I walk towards the grass and not only do I see Joselyn, the Orion photographer covering it, I see the Orion photo editor, Kate. So we yap for a sec and some guy notices us and tells us that we can't take pictures anywhere around the area and blah blah blah. Then he tells us, "I even told the Orion they couldn't take pictures." and we were like, "We're from the Orion." and he was like, "well I told you guys you couldn't be here." I saw who walked into the auditorium and I'd say about 25 percent of the people in that room actually knew him. The rest were Greek folks trying to cover their asses. Yes, you heard me correct. When I walked in, I saw a lot of freshmen, but when I walked out, all I saw were herds of people coming in large groups, one after the other. It looked like every fraternity and sorority house was coming as a group. I'm sure if this young man wasn't associated with a fraternity, there would be like 20 people here.
7:15 pm: I walked to Kristin's house and met her there, watched the end of the debates and went to Woodstocks and then U-bar. 
12:00 am: came home. 

The end