whenever i write a paper

my brain feels like it is going to explode. if you've ever seen butterfly effect, when ashton kutcher is getting a new batch of memories delivered into his brain there's this crazy camera angle and sounds like his cranium must be expanding and hurting. so it's kinda like that. i also seem to wait till the last day, but so far in my essay writing career beginning in maybe 7th grade, it's the only way i can do it. all the thoughts that have been swimming around my brain for the last week finally got all out on paper, or at least electronically for now. i even got to reference this HILARIOUS book i've been wrapped up in.

Youth In Revolt. nearly 500 pages. i read it in 8 days. pretty dirty but SO funny. some of the words i really don't know but can get the gist of it. i stumbled upon it one day when i got off babysitting extremely early and decided to reward the afternoon with a mini-shopping spree. one friend is already reading it and another is lined up after that. so if that isn't a testament to its greatness... well, you'll just have to see for yourself.

and lastly, i just finished my most recent art project. the theme was texture and creating a pattern with words. we had to find a gift under $5 (white elephant goes artsy) and create a single cell that we would then repeat that gives clues to what the gift is. this is mine:




guess it.
got to be going to eat some of the 15 random slab of meat my dad got in exchange for some office furniture (his business).