Thankful for a classmate

I am thankful for all of my classmates but there are a few in particular that I am especially thankful for.  Kamal, I am very thankful for you as a friend, but you're a pretty weak classmate, you were gone for a whole week!  Briana, you're really smart and funny.  We spend like the first four hours of our day together and I like your nail polish.  Gordon....no comment.  Last but defineately not least EMMET DREA.  Despite the fact that half the time you have no idea what is going on in the class I am beyond thankful for you as a classmate.  For all readers of my blog, let me share a little information on me and my good friend Emmet.  We went to school together before Whitwhit and there was this one time when we went to Cold Stone....waiiit Emmet will kill me if I share this story, well just know that at the end of the story we became good friends.  He's a great classmate, every morning I get to hear him complain about how much he hates my oversized sweater which he likes to call my "maternal sweater", or my hipster shoes.  He tells some of the dumbest jokes, but my favorite part of this kid is how confused he gets.  For all of those who do not sit in our corner of the room, Emmet is under the impression that everyone is Native American.  He refers to himself as "Young Buck"  and he believes that our work group is a tribe that is "fast with axe and swift with sword". He calls me "Young Red River Hair".  Emmet is the greatest.  Hey Emmet guess what? Tomorrow for Thanksgiving, people won't look at you funny when you decide to be all Native American and what not. :)