My Most Memorable Years

So I'm one of the many that are horrible at keeping in touch with their friends. But if someone does try to keep in touch with me I will usually send back a message or a phone call. It's just hard during college when everyone is so busy I don't want to bother anyone and half the time I don't really know if they care about my uncontrollable ramblings. So I'm usually on a don't tell till they ask sort of basis. Don't get me wrong I love and cheerish my friends dearly it's just that we're all so busy that I don't want to impose any one. However, from time to time I do try to send out a quick message to a friend I haven't spoken to in a long time just to check in and see how they're doing. I do have to admit that online networking sites such as facebook.com and myspace.com has actually helped in this area. I have now been able to keep in touch with more friends and family easier than I have before by sending out casual messages back and forth. Not only that, but I have been able to look at their pictures and see what they've been up to, and that's the most fun part. :)

I've had some of the best friends through my elementary-middle school years. I went to a small Catholic school so everyone in the class knew each other all pretty well. In 8th grade we were dubbed "The 12 apostles" to Sr. Lois our religion teacher. A few of us also knew each other since kindergarden. Imagine knowing someone for 9 years and then never talking to them again. It's such a weird/sad thing. I really grew close these people and right when I was really feeling comfortable with everyone we all had to split up and go our seperate ways to high school. I'm not sure what about grade school I liked so much, but perhaps it was the innocence we all shared... There have been many times when I think back about my grade school days and wonder how everyone is doing and I long to see them and talk to them again. Everything I remember of them is when they were 13 or younger. So when and if I ever see these people again that is all I know of them and I expect them to be that same person. But the truth is that they won't be, they'll be different and grown up and even completely unrecognizable in person. I have some fond memories of my childhood and the friends I had back in the day. And if I could have a class reunion with them I would. Screw high school, I'm not attending that one, I did make a few friends in high school but my friends in grade school were the bomb. But then again...maybe I don't want to see these old friends again...maybe it'll ruin my expectations of them?

The craziest thing is when you lose touch with someone that was once close to you and you see a picture of them years later and you can't even recognize them anymore. A few months ago I went back home and met up with some friends and bumped into an old friend of mine back in first grade! We didn't even recognize each other at all. But we had a mutual friend and she was standing there like "You guys know each other, you went school together!" and we both look at each other thinking "what? she's crazy! I don't know her!", but then she said our names "Lindsay, Sarah Lee..." Then we were like "NOOOO WAYY!!!" We were quite shocked but after a while of looking at each other I was able to recognize her with her cute dimples that she still retained. :) It was quite amazing but at the same time it was really sad because even though we now knew each other were we did not talk to each other much that night. It's not like you can pick up where you left off when you were in first grade and be best friends again...things are different, so much has changed! It's so sad, and as much as I feel like I'm still that same girl as I was in first grade, I wouldn't try to be her best friend again because she has probably changed a lot. But really who knows, until you try and talk again? The reason why I bring this is up is because I just found out yesterday that one of my best friends in grade school Amanda Gay, has just passed away on Monday due to a car accident. As I was looking the information of the accident up I saw a high school senior picture of her and she did not look at all like I remembered her. If I passed her on the street I would not have recognized her at all...that's very sad to me. I lost touch with her pretty much after 8th grade but have always thought about her and even when I had dreams of grade school friends she was always in them. I used to go over to her house and get rides from her and her parents to school events, I even got to visit the barn her horse was kept and got to see her ride her horse! She was always a fun loving friend and super goofy and always made the class laugh! She was a great person and will definitely be missed.

Losing Patience

I have now finally come to the point in my life where if I do not feel comfortable with a group of people or person, I make it a point not to go out with them. Why try to force yourself to hang out with them when you have nothing in common? You will just end up with awkward silence and gazing around the room and trying to think of something stupid and mundane to talk about! What's the point of that? I'd rather spend my time with people I know I am comfortable with or by myself where I do not need to feel awkward and wonder why the hell I decided to hang out with these people.

A person may be super nice and cool but for some reason there is a personality clash that stops you and this other person to really connect. I'm not sure how it all works, it's a wonder to me why I don't feel comfortable with a certain person. I may like them a lot and really want to be friends with them but there's just something there that doesn't allow me to be their friend. I become their acquiantance but nothing more. We make small talk but it never goes any further than that. Sometimes I feel like it's probably because I'm in some way intimidated by them and I don't want to look stupid in front of them so I hold myself back from my idiot personality. But sometimes you just don't have ANYTHING in common. It's sooo weird how you can have conversation after conversation with someone and feel completely comfortable with them. But once you sit down and try to hold a conversation with someone else, you got nothing! You can't think of anything to talk about!!!! You sit there staring at the wall and then decide to bring up how nice they're coat is or something lame like that. Then proceed to talk about mundane things that you don't really actually care about, like where they got that coat and how much it costed. After that another awkward silence follows..."now what?" is what you're thinking and wondering when you can go home or hoping for someone to come by to save you from this dreadful conversation.

I probably now sound like a little snob that sits at home and only associates with her clique of friends. I do try to meet new people, but it's not as easy at it sounds. I'm shy, I'm an introvert, a wallflower at parties. I don't talk to people unless they talk to me. My friends think that I'm really good with small talk and can talk to anyone and even fake like i'm interested (I'm not always faking). Even if I don't hang out with someone doesn't mean that I hate them, it's just that I can't be anymore than just an aquiantance with them. So pretty much what I'm trying to say is that I'm sick of being fake and rather just avoid you! haha Well, how about I just save everyone the awkwardness and just go our separate ways? It's really a waste of time. Small talk can only go so far until you run out of dumb things to talk about. I say, if you already know you can't be any more than acquiantances with someone, don't let the small talk go longer than it has to. Go out and meet other people and make small talk and see if it goes further than that, don't waste time on awkward silences.

Booooo!!!

Alas, spring break has come and gone. And I didn't go anywhere exciting or do anything that extrodinary. :( Well...not including the Pamela Anderson, Tommy Lee porn and Paris Hilton video I saw...(god, don't ask me why and how it all came about, all I have to say about it is that I had some crazy/nightmares that night!) When I start working and making the bucks I better travel a lot to make up for this! I did go to Chicago for one day and went through the whole Art Institute building. It was great but my feet were aching after going through the whole thing. Then this past weekend my cousin from Chicago and her boyfriend came to visit me in Madison. I'm so glad she came because I've been begging her to come out and visit me at college. Believe it or not, she is 23 and this was the farthest she's been without her parents! :) YAY! Break was relaxing and I didn't do anything productive (I did have work). Today I'm sad that we are back to classes and wished that break lasted longer. ho hum.

The only exciting thing that I did discover over break was that the new iphoto version has a great color filter tool. So I've been taking pictures and digging back to old photos and putting color filters on all of them!!! Sooo much fun, ok I realize I am a dork! I showed this to my roommate and she thought I was a total nerd ( I was called a nerd 2 times this week!). haha And to think that I almost bought a one time use camera at a store that had a one color filter! Screw that when you can do it easily on iphoto digitally. I know you can do this in photoshop too but it's so much easier this way! YAY for color filters! :) So needless to say, this has been keeping me busy the past two nights! I must get an ilife upgrade on my computer somehow!

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Bridal Shower

I went to Chicago last weekend for my cousin Joanne's bridal shower. It was fun but it was a long packed bus ride going to and coming back. Not to mention the weather was super cold last weekend!
Well more pictures can be found at: www.sarahlee.myphotoalbum.com

Phantom Objects & Cycles

Have you ever had an object in your way that you needed to walk around to get past? You get so used to walking around this object that it becomes natural to you. But once you move whatever it was that was in your way you're not used to it and everyday you keep walking around the object as if it was still there. It's a silly phenomenon that happens to me, and sometmes I just laugh at myself at how silly I probably look dodging around an object that doesn't exist in that spot anymore. Other times when I catch myself doing it I make myself stand in and walk through the spot that it once stood, so that I can break the cycle.

Another funny thing about cycles...
Everyday you go through a cycle. My morning cycles are all the same, get up, go to the bathroom, put my contacts on, brush my teeth, take a shower...etc. But once I break a cycle and I do one thing before another and I don't think about it I sometimes catch myself repeating what I've already done. Or sometimes I find myself in a cycle and without thinking pick up the wrong object and try to do something absurd with it. An example of this would be, trying to wash my face with shampoo, put face wash in my hair, brush my teeth with face wash...luckily I caught myself before any of these things happened!!! But when I do catch myself I take a moment to reflect how mindless cycles can get. And I will sometimes try to do something different everyday or change up my cycles to keep me thinking and keep things interesting...well this is as interesting as my life gets (changing up the order I get ready in the morning, ooooooooh)! haha I heard something that you should try to change up your cycles so that your brain will think more and be more active. I think that's supposed to be healthy...well either way, I'm sounding more like a loser everytime I blog! I better stop...

Where Is a Hot Boy When You Need One?

Brrr...it's FREEZING in our apartment!!! The maintenance came in last week to change the thermostat so that we can no longer control it (we usually keep it up at 70-75 degrees, nice and toasty) but now they keep it at something like 65 degrees...it's too cold!!!!!!!!!!!!! All I want to do is stay in bed under my covers, which leaves me at not being too productive...humpf! Okie time to get into bed, I'm turning blue and stiff...

Spring Break

I want to go somewhere fun and preferably warm for spring break. Through my college career I feel like I've missed out on going on vacations during my breaks!! I did go to San Fran a few summers ago but that doesn't count really cause I went with my sister and mom. I want to go somewhere with just friends. I think that would be really fun. I should do this before all my friends graduate and leave me behind! Now that I do have a job I think I should be able manage a few days of vacation. Well, if anyone has any suggestions as to where to go, probably somewhere in the states, give me some ideas!

Elephant Times

Here's another poster I made. Still trying to figure out if I like it or not. I was told to make a poster so that I can see how the plotter works at work but now I find out that I may have to remake another poster because of the size dimensions of this one...oh well. It's all good. I'm wasting so much time when I should be working on homework! ack! Ok time to do something productive!

I Am a Stranger to Myself

Have you ever looked in the mirror and not recognize yourself? Ok maybe not...but there have been many times when I have looked back at my reflection and I no longer see myself but a strange face peering back at me. It's a weird feeling and no I'm not on drugs when this happens... I feel as if my soul and body are separate for a moment, a brief second the face staring back is foreign to me and my heart jumps. My body is not mine but a stranger's. It is as if my soul was put into a random body, my body only serves as a shelter for my soul, or my body is a shell if you will.

I then often picture god assigning souls to bodies and how he would decide which ones go to which bodies. I know that's not how it really works but I'm weird and I like to think of weird things. ha I wonder how I got stuck with this body and what it would be like to be in another's body. Does it even matter what body I end up in? I would be the same soul but just in a different body... I'm sure much of this sounds like I'm tripping on something...and perhaps I am, unbeknowed to me! I remember during Thanksgiving my sister telling me about how she was having a conversation with my mom and my mom was telling her that she had an opportunity back in the day to marry a different man than my father and move to California, and my sister asked why she didn't and my mom responded that then she wouldn't have had us! I responded that we would exist but just as different people, our souls would be the same, we'd just be different looking. My sister gave me a weird look and said that I had an interesting theory. I understand that we wouldn't have existed if my mother married someone else, but I think of it as we're all unassigned souls in the beginning, and it is not until we are given bodies that we become who we are.

Well, that's food for thought...I should go to bed now and stop thinking these crazy thoughts.

Spring Cleaning

Wow, talk about spring cleaning...I just spent the last 4 hours (4 HOURS!!!!) cleaning the kitchen!!!!!!! Well at least I'm glad I was productive and not sitting around like a dope. I have my moments when I like to just clean for hours on end but it comes rarely. So when it does happen I like to make sure that I don't stop in the middle or else whatever I'm cleaning will never be cleaned. Man does this feel good. Unfortunately I know that in a few weeks what I've cleaned will probably be dirty again...ho hum.

"It's the New Kid..."

I have to say, I hate being the new kid. Today was my first day on the job and while everything went pretty okay and all, minus the small incident when I picked up the phone and started talking into it only having it still be ringing because I didn't press the Line 1 button and then when I did I forgot the name of the place I was working for...everthing was fine! ha, yes I'm a complete idiot! What I hate most is when you're new you don't know anything!!!! You're a fish out of water (off the subject: but that's one of my fears and the past couple of weeks I've been having a lot of peeing in the public eye dreams, I believe it has something to do with me feeling insecure when I looked it up on a dream interpretation site. I mention it because I also have reaccuring dreams about fish being out of water which also means being insecure...) Being at work and observing how my co-consultants handled situations made me feel inept and questioned myself if i could do this job. But I'm sure I can and I'm just being really insecure about my ablities. Learning comes with the job so I'm sure I'll know just as much as they do by the time I'm about 4 months in.

Unfortunately, I didn't really start the day off right. For some odd reason i couldn't fall asleep for the life of me on Thursday night. My body ached (esp. my neck) so much that it was bothering all night, tossing and turning to try to find a comfortable position. I've never had my body ache so bad that it's affecting my sleeping. So with two hours of sleep, 1 1/2 small white buns for breakfast and working an eight hour day without any lunch break becuase I wasn't sure how to bring up that I wanted my lunch and my stomach was starting to burn a hole in itself I kept my mouth shut. And it also seemed that my co-workers who were also working 8 hour shifts didn't take their breaks, I didn't want to take one if they didn't either...(i'm completely aware that it is to my advantage if I do). My manager kept giving me things to do that I didn't want to bring it up, until about 3:30pm while she was showing me how to log in my hours, she realized I didn't have lunch and said that I should have said something. hmpf. It's all good, but by 5pm I was spent! The walk home felt like the longest ever and I even had to eat my PB&J sandwich on the way home cause I couldn't wait. First day was long but it was good. I will not be working 8 hour shifts normally so I'm not too worried about it, and when I get a hang of it things will go more smoothly I'm sure.

Now with 2 1/2hrs of sleep and some food in me, I'm feeling better but it is a Friday night and I'm sitting at home like a loser...ho hum. Oh yes, happy Friday the 13th!

When I Was Little...

This is response to my sister's blog post, "More resolutions and a proposal" (www.michellerlee.com/blog)...

I remember when I was little time couldn't move slower! I remember laying in bed wishing I could I just jump into my 20's, skip everything that would lead up to it. I remember thinking, oooh if I could be 20 now everything would be great! I will be an adult and I'll be happy and be able to do whatever I want! I was a pretty sheltered child, deprived of hanging out with my friends and going to birthday parties and sleepovers. (I think my first sleepover at a friend's house was when I was a junior in high school!) So everything I pretty much knew of the outside world was learned through movies, tv shows and observing my friend's lives. Yes, I know this is sad and a little pathetic. But hey! What do you expect me, as a child to do? I had to learn from what I could. This could explain a lot of where my naiveness comes from but I like to think that despite this I have grown to become a well-centered person. I don't know everything there is to know about growing up and all that good stuff but who does?

When watching people in their 20's when i was little it always seemed to me that they were so much more important, much more happier. I always wanted that growing up. To be happy. My childhood was happy in it's own ways, happier now that I look back on it than it was while I was living it. I was a naive little kid growing up and I remember always regretting being it. I still sort of do, but would I really would have wanted the truth about things? I was innocent at the time and didn't know better. Well what's done is done and I can't have regrets. Looking back at me as a child has made me realize that I haven't really changed all that much. Which I like to think that I was a pretty mature kid back in the day (and not the other way around, that I'm immature now). I may have been naive about some things but I knew my fair share of what life had in store for me.

At last, I'm in my 20's. 22 to be exact. (I always though 23 would be the ideal age because my life in "the real world" would start.) But now that I'm in my 20's I don't feel any different. I feel like I'm still 18. Perhaps it's because I'm still in college and I haven't gotten out into "the real world" yet. But that time is coming soon and I'm scared. I feel like I need to buy myself more time before I get out into that world. I need more experience! I don't know anything yet! ahhhh! I can just give myself an aneurysm stressing about such things. But it's all a part of life and soon enough I will have to put myself out there and just take it all in. When I say I'm surprised I actually got this far, I really mean it. I never thought I would have. But here I am, 22. geez. This is insane! My mom believes that I lead a lucky life and has said since I was little that I am the "successful" one. I'm not sure what told her that but I do have to say that things have pretty much worked out for me one way or another and hopefully will continue to do so in the future! It's so funny when I talk to my mom. Whenever I'm needing luck for anything she always says she'll pray for me and if and when i do get the results I wanted she believes it was her prayers that were answered that got me what I wanted (I like to think that I had something to do with it as well). Well so far, so good, keep praying mom! :)

Up to this point in my life, I'm pretty happy with who I am. (well...I have my days.) I like to think I'm a good person and nice to everyone I come in contact with. (Maybe too nice to everyone sometimes...) But I have stuck to one thing that I'm proud of that I always vowed never to do when i was little. That was to never smoke a cigarette or try any illegal drugs. Maybe it doesn't sound so great of an accomplishment but I'm proud I haven't. Will I keep this vow? I sure hope so, I have no intention to start experimenting anytime soon, that's for sure. I wanted to make sure that if I died young it wasn't because of drugs or cigarettes. Weird thing to make sure of...but it was something I wanted when I was little. As a kid everything seemed so black and white but now growing up there are areas of gray. I have grown to accept certain things and realize that maybe all things aren't bad. Not to say that drugs aren't bad but that the people doing them aren't all bad and they may not be all addicts... Maybe some people just need to experiment with everything to see what's out there. What becomes bad is if they become an addict, that's when trouble hits. But I think I've become ok with people "experimenting", not saying I know a lot of people that have or do. To tell you the honest truth, if a close friend of mine told me they were doing drugs I would probably freak out and not hang out with them a lot (the naive side of me shows here). But if someone were to tell me they've tried a few things, I'd be ok more with it than if I was a child.

I keep my mind open to all viewpoints and I'm willing to listen to everyone's opinions. I try to take all things into account and make my own opinions from there on. I try not to be too judgemental but just sit and listen to what others have to say. I like other ways of seeing things and understand people's concerns about issues. I still have a lot of learning and growing to do. So in conclusion, my new year's resolution (along with many others which are more like life-long resolutions) is to look more optimistically at my future, live my life as an experience from which I can learn from and hopefully bring me to a closer understanding of what I want from life. So now that I'm in my 20's I should be try to be more happier and make my childhood dreams come true. :) Ask me in 8 years how I did! haha My motto for life is, "You live and you learn".

P.S. In other news, I got the job at the Biotechnology New Media Center! Yay! (Again, thanks mom for your prayers!)

Awkward Moments

What is it with people coming up to you and starting a conversation and then not keeping the conversation going but instead just stands there waiting for you to pick up the conversation. Maybe you don't know what I mean...Tonight I went out to a bar and a girl I didn't know came up to me and asked me a question. She didn't introduce herself or anything, but after she asked me a question she just stood there. Looking at me and smiling. It was quite awkward. I didn't know what to say to her but I felt weird so I started to make small talk to fill in the silence but I was just weirded out by it. It was so forced. My roommate who was sitting across from me thought this girl was trying to hit on me but she wasn't cause she was there with her boyfriend. So my roommate thinks that perhaps she was looking for a threesome. haha But I think if you go up to someone you don't know and you want to talk to them you gotta keep the conversation going or leave and not just stand there staring at them waiting for them to say something. Awkward Awkward Awkward is all i have to say.

I got a "Rate-your-date Journal" from my cousin for my birthday, and my roommate and I were saying that we should change it into a "creepy encounters" book and then publish it (but with a better title of course)! So maybe I will use my rate-my-date book for it. I do not go on many dates and will have no use for it, but I do have very interesting encounters...so maybe i'll have better use for a creepy/weird encounters journal instead! :) ha Brilliant!!!!

Awful

Ugh...I feel like complete crap! I hate getting sick and getting sick during finals week is the worst!!! I hate it when you have so much to do but you can't even lift a finger. Every move you make feels like you're moving in slow motion, not to say that everything you do takes you 10 times longer than it would usually take. Some things that really suck when you're sick: 1. Flem 2. Stuffy nose (Currently only one side of my nose is stuffed up) 3. Blowing your nose constantly, you wonder where all of it is coming from...it's coming out like a faucet. And no matter how much you blow your nose it doesn't ever stop getting stuffy. 4. When you run out of klennex and you have to use hard toliet paper on your nose, then your nose gets all dried, red, and flakey. 5.You feel like you're gonna suffocate cause you can't breathe out of your nose. 6.A constant headache 7. Your body can't decide if it's hot or cold 8. Everything seems like it's darker 9. Sore throats, everytime you swollow you feel a sharp pain. 10. When you wake up in the morning you sound like an evil demon frog talking 11. Coughing 12. Achy body 13. Wanting to stay in bed all day and sleep 14. Wanting someone to baby you until you feel better 15. Loss of appetite...well maybe that's a good thing. I can maybe save some money and instead buy more kleenex. Getting sick now is so easy for everyone during finals week cause they don't get enough sleep, don't eat well, their immune sysetm is at a low which makes everyone so much more prone to get sick. Now I don't think I'll be able to finish my final projects and go home on time. ack! Getting sick is such an inconvience...I wish I was immune to all sicknesses, unless it's gonna kill me I don't want it! ha ok j/k. (kinda) Alright back to trying to get something accomplished while working in slow-mo.

Another Year...

Another year has passed me by...I can't believe I'm still here. Wow, I've actually made it this far, 22 years...that's quite an accomplishment. So here goes the start of a new chapter in my life. What will my 22nd year bring me? Will I be more wise and learn from my previous years to not make the same mistakes I have before? Or will I be more daring and let myself make mistakes and just take life as it is, you only live once (unless you believe in reincarnation)? Life is full of choices, and I'm afraid this is my last year before I start making life changing choices to direct my path in the future... So I guess I should be enjoying my 22nd year before reality of the real world really hits me!

I watched "Rent" the movie last night. I've seen the play twice now and I have to say that when I first saw the play I thought that it could make a good movie. But now that I've seen the movie I dunno if I like it all that much...maybe it could have been done better. I found myself being really distracted by how the transitions between song and talk were so abrupt and the transitions from scene to scene after a song finished left awkward silences and sometimes the end of scene lasted way longer than it needed to. I kept finding myself after each scene saying to myself "cut cut cut now!" There was maybe one good transition in the movie between scenes..ok maybe more...but either way it bothered me. The singing was great of course but the scene when Angel gets introduced to Roger and Mark seemed like she was lipsyncing. Seeing it as a movie also helped me understand some things that I may not have gotten in the play since the play version only has one background scene. I suppose that it's hard to transition between song and speech due to the music that goes with it in a movie. It's easier on stage since it is expected but in a movie it comes out as a bit awkward and sudden. But perhaps that's the challenge of making a good movie...trying to make all those elements fit together, so maybe this movie could have been made better? Or maybe it's just me... I feel the theatre version just has a touch of something you can get from the movie. But you don't have to my word for it (reading rainbow)!

You betcha

In case you were all wondering if I got that stretcher frame made yet...OH YEAH BABY it's done and made! And it's beautiful! My hot drawing one TA helped me make it! And yes I would like to say that I worked the chop saw, table saw, and the bradley nail gun! And yes, I feel more manly because of it! haha Sorry no pictures of how beautiful it turned out but I'm so happy it's done. I was surprised at how much easier it was than I thought and having someone to help me really relieved me. I was out of there in less than an hour! Surprising since I was planning on being in the woodshop for 3 hours making it! Yesterday i stretched the canvas and gessoed it and now it's all ready to paint on...but what shall I paint? Any ideas???

We must be good...

Tonight I went to a friend's pre-christmas party. Besides hogging all the yummy cheeses they had there we also ate sugary gummy rings. You know those huge gummies that no really eats but always gets for holiday parties? Well we all decided to see if we could fit our tongue through the hole of gummeis without using our hands. And by doing this Liz thought that perhaps it would be the equivalent to trying to tie a knot in a cherry stem with your tongue or unwrapping a starburst in your mouth, meaning you're a great kisser if you can accomplish the task at hand. And yes we all accomplished it...so that means we're all great kissers...ok so maybe it's not so much the same as tying a knot at the end of a cherry stem, but galldarnit we're great kissers! haha So pucker up and kiss me already!

Sad news, I didn't set the timer right and we all missed Dane Cook on SNL!!!!! ARGH! I know, I'm a failure! So if anyone has a copy of it let me know! Or if they rerun it, make sure you tell me!

For more pictures please check out: http://sarahlee.myphotoalbum.com/albums.php

Glass Works

These are some of the works found at the Chazen Museum. Man, do I want to take glassblowing so bad! Not sure if I will be able to but I sure hope I get the chance to before I graduate. That would be fantastic!

Poster

Here are a few posters I've been working on for my class. We were told to make a poster to promote something, either ourselves or something else. I orginally wanted to make a 50's poster with this image but instead went for a 80's look. This picture was taken in the 80's so this fits perfectly I suppose. The posters are ordered from the first being the first one I worked on and the last, the last one I did. With the last two I tried to do a more modern take on a poster about coloring books. As if a designer was told to take a poster done in the 80's and revitalize it. I like the last two the most. If anyone knows me, knows that I hate the 80's so that's probably why I don't like the first one as much...therefore I will probably hand one of the last ones in. And yes they are sarcastic, and again if you know me you know I love sarcasm. Oh yes, if you can't tell who it is in the picture, it's Liz, my roommate! Sooo cute! :D