"don't apologize for what you know or how you know it."

That quote above is from the indomitable Meg Fee. She continually stuns me with her wisdom and accuracy. One day I'd like to write as well as her.

I will be honest; most times I am when I write on here. I am being bad. 

Of course by now you realize that instead of reading my advanced curriculum development textbook, I am reading Ms. Fee. I am also coveting cutting boards in the shape of the boroughs of New York. It's really ridiculous. I did not bring Oliver Twist with me today, because I knew I'd get distracted by it, but unfortunately my head is all in Dickens. I didn't know before now that I could read without reading. And I just recently finished Ella Enchanted again (I'd forgotten how good that book was) and so I am jumping between poor Oliver and poor Ella and not concentrating on homework at all. Also I am drawing. I am very enraptured with hair at the moment. I should stop drawing and writing stories about bouffant hair though.

I will excuse myself for all of this badness though.

Meg Fee is addictive. It is Jonathan Safran Foer's fault that I even like the boroughs of New York. Oliver Twist is worthy of any distraction. Ella Enchanted made me fall in love at twelve. And the girl across from me has very tempting blonde hair, so much so, that my pen can't leave the page.

I am imagining that her name is Lily. 

I feel very detached and sad that I don't have watercolors right now.