AHHH.

I HATE DOING ESSAYS. especially lit essays. i don't know how to wrap my head around a novel. a question. a character.

shouldn't have chosen eustacia. shoojee was smart in picking mrs yeobright -- she doesn't permeate EVERY PAGE OF THE BOOK.

[cries], to imitate claudia.
-frustrated-
-irritated-
-tired-
-sleepy-

on the sunnysideup, parents came home a little less than two hours ago, bearing royce chocolates! i LOVE royce chocolates. champagne (yum!) and au lait (not so yum, i prefer dark, but still good.) i'm not normally a champagne fan, but i had two pieces of the champagne royce and it was most yummilicious. my dad made me put it in the refrigerator before consuming the rest of the box, because he said i'd get a sugar rush and an alcohol high at the same time and that's bad, not least because he is not an alcohol fan. kinda strange, though, if he's not into drinking alcohol why's he ok with alcohol in chocolate and in pasta and all that. i also think that my mom's secretly ok with the drinking of the alcohol but she's just anti-alcohol because my dad is and there's the United (Parental) Front and all that.

but then he could've been thinking sugar rush bad because i'd have been going to sleep. but evidently i DIDN'T. because of the stupid essay and the stupid fact that i wasted my entire weekend doing entirely inconsequential things.

the only other upside is that among the inconsequential things was tinkering with one image editing software i acquired, and i came up with some very cool pictures which are below - and the problem with lithograph is that lips tend to disappear, except in that one lysistrata picture. I think my eyes look rather preedy though, in the lithographed ones.