this shit is tight. if you look carefully you could see voltaire's head. dali, you are nifty.

speakin of this voltaire dude, i started my world lit paper number two, which is supposed to talk of some creative aspect of two novels. out of the options, i selected candide and metamorphosis, which are some tight/trippy mofuckas. if that shit turns out satirical/funny, i'll upload it. but seriously, i think this year, i've finally gained an appreciation for literature, which my teachers have been trying to get me to do since effing chaparral shit. but dude, i read books for fun now. not captain underpants and spiderman, that shit i always read, but i'm talking nobel prize, critically acclaimed, from all around the world, quality literature. i hope i keep this habit, because frankly books are the shit. if i knew i would be saying this a year ago, i would but a shotgun to the head because i'd be like "shit, i'm gonna turn into a fuckin weird-ass when i'm a senior." but that isn't the case. payce.





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