kiss box

shoulda done this weeks ago when the project was assigned. instead i leave myself 2 days... :D

so i've been asked to make a 'kiss box'-- 'something that you would put a kiss into and then send with someone special... so your kiss is with them always' or something like that.

think about what a kiss is.

what it means.

what it symbolizes.

i played with doing an anti-kiss box for those who just aren't touchy people... but that's a little foreign to me.

i even thought about focusing on the meaning of judas kissing Jesus... but that's a little overly preachy and would be lost on the design teacher.

but who am i kidding----who am i kissing? no one. so what does a kiss mean to me? well...i guess it WOULD mean a lot of things. quite simply, given the small amount of time i've given myself to finish this project... it would be a cosy, comfortable, familiar smell.

my idea of 'kiss box' is borrowing someone special's sweater ...and enjoying what it--he--smells like. kinda like an everlasting gobstopper...well, an everlasting hug. an everlasting cuddle. makes sense, right? problem is, i don't have someone special to borrow a sweater from. i don't have a favourite 'guy smell'. hey girls out there, i need some advice...what do YOU think is the best smell on a guy?

should i just buy a bottle of cologne and spray it around....or drench my whole outfit for thursday in it----i do have other classes to go to that day...i think maybe i'll just borrow my brother's nice big warm hoodie or something. watch it be like 10 C thursday and i'll fry...haha...

yeah. it sounds like such a stupid question. something i should just KNOW. how do people just know these things? sorry..i must have missed that episode of growing up.

anyways apparently i also missed the willpower episode----this midterm is STILL looming, ever closer...and i'm still skipping painting and really considering skipping photo as well even though i really shouldn't... ...and i'm still NOwhere closer to being anywhere near the end (or even halfway!!!!) of art in the medieval mediterranean and i STILL am NOwhere closer to caring.

i think i'll bake cookies again. now that i have cocoa and chocolate chips galore. oh wait--do we have any butter?

yep: hooray for butter.

okedokers. the butter is out on the counter, warming up so that i don't wreck the mixer again..last time i baked, that burnt rubber/busted machine smell really wasn't pleasant...

and while i wait for the butter...i'll attempt to make some sense out of the haphazard notes i have from this awful midterm...:)

(toldya i'd be back, whining about it!)