I'm Just Not A Builder

So it's finals week, and I decided that if I don't take a break from my homework, I'll probably die. This post is my break. Don't worry, I'm breathing deeply as I type [breathe in............aaaaand breathe out].

I'm so sorry that all you ever hear from me lately is school, school, and more school. It's just dominating my life this semester. And I'm loving the learning. I'm not gonna lie though, I'm ready for the 7 week break to be here! Family Vacations, oh how I love thee!

Last week John went on a hike with some of his friends, and I had to stay home and do the dreaded h word [homework]. He was gone all day and into the night, and I was getting lonely! But don't worry, when he got home he had the most beautiful wildflowers in hand, picked specially for your's truly. They only lasted about 30 hours, but they were the sweetest pick me up EVER! The reason this is fresh on my mind is because I just threw them away. Dead flowers do not smell fresh–they stink. Didn't you know?

uh.... um.... my brain just went foggy. There are no words flowing down to my fingers... Why is that?

Oh, I just thought of something to tell/show you. My final project in my graphic design class is called "The Fifty Cards Project." It's a k-i-l-l-e-r [for those of you who have foggy brains like mine, that spells killer]. I had to come up with a concept, and design fifty cards, and take 50 images. Then I had to design the packaging for said cards. Then I had to BUILD the box for said packaging!

I learned something new about myself and box building which is this: I was never meant to be a box builder. I'm handicap when it comes to exacto knives... Don't ask.

Anywho, after three failed attempts, box number four came out a winner. I conquered the box! I learned from failure! But don't ask me to make another one for 8 months please.

My concept: 50 things in my fridge.

Isn't it so rad!? There are some things I wish I had done a little differently, but overall I'm happy with it.

What do you think?