Sugary bones, destiny on the colored forehead
I have a week to do a color cube. Which is, um, something like this, only with 36 squares in each face, all of them different gradations of color. With acrylics, thankfully, because my damned teacher wanted us to use pastels. GUH, GUH, GUH I DON'T WANT TO DO IT. It's going to take soooo lonw. ;-;
Psychology of Perception ended real quick today, so I went to a close by lame mall with my crush to have ice cream. AND THEN HE MENTIONED HIS STUPID GIRLFRIEND AGAIN. God damnit, this is getting tiredsome. He even paid, and all. Although I drove him. huh.
It's a bit late to set up an 'Altar de Muertos' (Death Altar) to both my great-grandma and my uncle, which is a shame, considering how much I love setting up those altars, but I guess I should write some Calaveras anyway. Calaveras, (lit. skulls) are short, poem-like stories that mock someone's death, they're supposed to be funny and can involve anyone, from your dog to the president (hehe, the newspaper actually do Calaveras for the politics. They're incredibly funny XD). And well, I haven't written any since sophomore year of high school... And I've never tried translating them, it could be a challenge! And a present to my flist! *ponders*
Also, I want some Sugar Skulls. Yummy.
Psychology of Perception ended real quick today, so I went to a close by lame mall with my crush to have ice cream. AND THEN HE MENTIONED HIS STUPID GIRLFRIEND AGAIN. God damnit, this is getting tiredsome. He even paid, and all. Although I drove him. huh.
It's a bit late to set up an 'Altar de Muertos' (Death Altar) to both my great-grandma and my uncle, which is a shame, considering how much I love setting up those altars, but I guess I should write some Calaveras anyway. Calaveras, (lit. skulls) are short, poem-like stories that mock someone's death, they're supposed to be funny and can involve anyone, from your dog to the president (hehe, the newspaper actually do Calaveras for the politics. They're incredibly funny XD). And well, I haven't written any since sophomore year of high school... And I've never tried translating them, it could be a challenge! And a present to my flist! *ponders*
Also, I want some Sugar Skulls. Yummy.
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Nop, actually, hardly anyone writes Calaveras for the dead (although it does happen, of course). The last time I wrote one, it was about my literature teacher in my sophomore year of high school, and I showed it to him and he cracked up *g* No one ever takes offense of Calaveras, so you can do pretty much whatever you want with them.
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uh todavia me cuesta creer qe mnoviembre esta tan cercas y con el las vacaciones!!
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Yo salgo hasta mediados de diciembre ;-; Mi vida es triste.
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