Dear Santa...

... (if you exist),

I have been a good girl this year (relatively) and would like the following items for Christmas. If you can't afford them on a missionary's salary, that's okay.

• Passion, inspiration, courage
• An A in Advanced Shakespeare (I got it)
• A MacBook (if you're even thinking about it, you probably should talk to me)
  
• Photoshop (to go with the new MacBook...again with the talk to me)
• A New Bible (one that doesn't have cartoons named Jericho Joe and audacious multi-colored pages with titles like "Sex," "School," and "Dating" across the top)
• New Bible would preferably have the word "Study" in it somewhere on the cover.
• a book light
• A Nintendo Wii (if it so happens that the Brotherito and I aren't able to get one before then)
• A sense of style
• A calendar
• Harry Potters 1-3 DVD (Special Editions)
• Animaniacs Season 2 on DVD
• Pinky and the Brain Seasons 1 and 2 on DVD
• my two front teeth
  

At the End of All Things

Can it be possible that I still have a desire to write after the night I just had? I suppose it is, for here I sit, my butt in the same chair it's been in since 11pm last night (with a few breaks, of course). Every part of my body aches a little, especially my fingers and my eyes. I could do with some sleep right about now. I don't want to though, because I know that if I do I might not wake up in time to get to class and turn in this paper. That would be disastrous, and I don't want to risk it.

Last week I looked at my to do list wondering if it would all get done. I can say with confidence that if God didn't come in and bail me out, I probably wouldn't have made it with my sanity intact. There was just too much to do. Better time management throughout the semester and especially this past weekend (I'm still trying to figure out why I read Equus Friday night instead of Doctor Faustus) would have alleviated some of the stress I've felt in the last 48 hours. But that is all a part of the learning experience. That's probably why I'm in college. Anyway, I'm beginning to think that me writing when my brain feels like mush is probably a bad idea. So, I'm going to go now. Hunt down some food maybe. Mmmmm...food.

Oh, and I feel like I need to vomit. Perhaps its from staying up all night.

Assignment 8 Again

Here's the final product. I might go in and make minor changes later, but that's basically it.


I have one more day of classes and one final exam, and then I'm done. I really can't wait. This week has sucked to say the least. Anyway, off to write a paper.

(See an earlier version here)

Photoshop Assignment 8

This was basically created completely in Photoshop. By that I mean, all of the elements of the image were alone, and I just put them together. I don't think it's quite done yet, but I think I'm pretty close.

I would keep working, but I'm very tired and quite ready to do something else. I'm sick of messing with shadows...