yes, you read right. Love is like a cut out styrofoam tree.
Why?
Because my love is forever growing... like a tree... like this styrofoam tree. And can never be recycled!! Cuz it's styrofoam! ... There was one more thing I said, but I can't remember for the life of me! Oy, this sounded so much better in art.
For everyone else other than Amanda, this is a random thing that I said I would put in my blog. Here's the picture I'll paint for you:
It's exam week. Amanda and me and some others come into art just to finish stuff. Amanda does amazing jewlery, and me, well, I'm making styrofoam trees for my Little Red Riding hood scenery. They're huge trees btw. Like HUGE! hard to get through the door huge. man, this project is killing me. Anyway, some how, I'm just talking to Amanda about art and what I'm going to do with it afterwards, like I'm not going to keep it, and I was arguing with her how she could easily give her jewlery away, you know, gifts of love kinda thing, and she goes, "Well, your trees can be a gift of love too!" So i scoffed and was like, "yeah right, a gift of love, this tree (the one I'm cutting) definatly says "I love you"" I'm sarcastic here. If you know me, you know my sarcasm. Anyway, we both laughed then I just went into the whole thing of, "this tree means i love you cuz my love is forever growing like this tree!!!" and dat da da ta da, and all that jazz. Hahahaah, it was a really funny moment. May not seem like it reading it, but it was, and I told her I would document it in my blog. So Amanda, I know there's no way you can read this, since you don't know my blog and we have no means of contact outside of school, but this was for you! Hahaha! Enjoy what you can through I dunno, imagination? Since I did tell you I was. Funny how I'm talking to Amanda as though she is a reader, but she isn't, so inessence, I'm really directing this to no one, which kinda makes me sound crazy. Am I crazy?