Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Yesterday and today I worked on rerooting one of my Velvet dolls. I started out with my favorite one, which might have been a mistake. The replacement hair that was recommended to me is not to my liking; it's coarse and has the texture and body of broom straw. Furthermore, just from handling it the little bit I have, I noticed some split ends! This defeats the purpose of replacing her ratty hair in the first place! Rerooting is a lot of tedious work and so I'm feeling down. Crap.

I'd signed up for ceramics this semester but on second thought, I'd rather take that during the summer. During the regular semester, it's too much of a drain and too time-consuming.

Don't remember if I've already said this, but I've been wondering if I should drop English to a minor and stick to art as a major. That way, I could have German as another minor. Gahhh, decisions, decisions. I'd have to change the art major to focus on ceramics instead of painting as it currently stands. It's just that, I can see myself teaching art, but not English. Does that make sense? If I want to be a writer, I don't necessarily have to major in English.

The VA is giving me some shit regarding my vocational rehab. I'm in danger of being kicked out because I fucked up so bad while dating Eduard. While conforming to his stay-up-all-night-and-sleep-all-day schedule, I missed most of my morning classes and only through the grace of the professor did I receive a W instead of an F. I was trying to explain this to my rep (who's been out on maternity leave all these months) but I made the mistake of mentioning that I was drinking during this period and now she wants me to go to fucking rehab or something. Jesus. I'm already seeing a shrink, what the hell do you want?!

GodDAMN was I a fucking idiot in regards to Eduard. When I think of him now, he reminds me of a toad.

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