Artistic Crap

I made my love a cheese box with yucky beads on it.
i so need inspiration right now. i need to transform this ugly piece of crap into a masterpiece.
i'm making e present. MAKING IT!!
shucks. i feel so screwed. its either i

1. go empty handed( n bear e disappointed reaction with a grin.)
OR.
2. give cheese box with yucky beads on it.(n bear e odd reaction with a grin.)

i think i can cut up my old clothes n fashion a rugged yet artistic sorta creation 4 e cheese box. no.
NO.
no.

ARGH!
years of art club didn't help.
years of having an old weird pervertic fart /a suspiciously lesbianc teacher /an even more suspicious gayish-short tongued teacher didn't help improve my left brain.

someone just shoot me. its like 2.46am n i'm still up thinking n waiting 4 a miracle to happen. this is what u get when u do last min work.