AHHHHHHH! I'm turning 15 this May. That means driving school. THAT MEANS WORK PERMIT. I am such an odd teenager. I don't want to have all of those responsibilities! Plus next year along with that, I'm going to die with two honors classes, being part of the now nearly dead knowledge bowl team, and one of the head people of the club I'm in. I didn't even want to be in the head commitee ...
I know I posted already but that was when I was throwing a pity party. Anyways, we went to the library today and I got some books on art. Got a book of surrealist art, a book on Frida Kahlo's art, the art of Degas, a book on Impressionist art, and a book of van Gogh's art. I got them because I'm taking an art class and I enjoyed these topics. My professor was speaking about Frida Kahlo and trying to describe her...discreetly, were his words... She was a handsome woman, really seriously, except her ...
allergies. I hate allergies. I have been sneezing like a snozzwhanger this entire morning and I haven't the faintest idea why.
Below is just a first draft of a short story I wrote in my Creative writing workshop. As a group we made up a character called Geraldine Philips, successful, thirty nine, married to a man called Colin, two children-Adam and Ashleigh-who is dating a man called Fabrizio or James (we couldn't decide which name was better) and those were the only constraints. Any feedback more than welcomed. What works? What doesn't? What ...
Well, I mentioned in another entry that I liked Monet, and I want to post my favorite two paintings of his. This was not easy task, to chose a favorite of Monet's -- as all his art is so pleasing to the eye. But nonetheless, here are The Magpie and The Cart. THE MAGPIE THE CART ...
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