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I drew this dude in ceramics.

Subliminal Messaging

It's a little late to talk about Christmas presents, But I felt I had to share. My family and I headed to grandparents house for the holiday a little late (end of January I believe) to exchange presents, stuff our faces with food, and enjoy each others company.

First we had turkey and various sides (it was a very small dinner for me... I do not enjoy meat and it was the 'main event' so mostly I was forced to enjoy heaps of potato salad). 

Then we socialized, which was not so enjoyable for me. The conversation about my bowling practice led to my uncle practically forcing me to go bowling with him, where he tried to give me 'a few pointers', which it just so happened made me bowl in the THIRTIES. And the lanes we went to hurt my poor baby- err I mean ball. The stupid ball return was feeling inadequate and took it's frustrations out on my spherical object, covering it in a layer of RUBBER. It is very hard to get off. I'm still trying.                                                                                      Present exchanging time came around, and that uncle returned my easel holder (he got it for me on Christmas Eve but I couldn't have it because he wanted to stain it) which I was grateful for. Maybe now I'll test out those oil paints, though i've been waiting for the weather to warm. It would look adorable to paint outside.

My dear grandparents wrapped my sisters and I several presents one of which was the picture to the right. I felt they were secretly trying to tell me something...

Also, Rossy de Palma kind of looks like Marilyn Manson.

I can do other crafts, too.

 I drew on a white board this pretty sweet picture of an elephant... Well, I think it's sweet. How often do you see pachyderms perched precariously on ice cream cones? The answer is not often my friend, not often.

Around a week and a half ago during homeroom my teacher gave us all little cups. I'm special so she gave me two (I suspect it was not, in fact, because I am exceptional but because she made a mistake). My friend poked a hole in one so I feigned hurt and anger till she apologized and then I took the other with me after the class.

I had a free period so I decided I, too, would poke some holes in my second cup. Then creativity came out of nowhere and slapped me hard in the face saying, "HEY YOU. Yeah, you there stupid. Make something cool."

And because I'm a nice person I obliged. As a result, cup dog.

Lastly I drew a fairly unattractive dinosaur. So I had to think of a way to improve his dismal looks. This is the product of that thought.

What to do with my Life...

It came to my attention that I have not blogged in a while. I am very, very sorry. I can be forgetful. Lately I've been spending a lot of time entertaining the idea of writing a book... or a series. I think it would be one of the top 100 things I want to do before I die.

But I want it to be something unique and epic, researched like Tolkien's books, well-planned like Rowling's series, and I want to be able to create that strange, different, enchanting world the two writers seem to have accomplished. Daunting task.

Anyway, to feed your appetite, here is a comic I drew. Don't read it if you're too easily offended, though I think it's hilarious.

I draw pictures on notebook paper in class.

When the inspiration hits, I go with it.