Well, I'm dropping German. Oh well. It'll be easier on me, for sure. What I want to know is, why is there that certain "something" missing in me, that makes me put the nose to the grindstone. You know? I don't seem able to carry more than three classes (nine units) a semester.
If I have to take German this summer with that brown-shirted yak, so be it. I can put up with anything for five weeks.
I took that silly Dr. Phil test that's been going around in email and it told me that I'm "fresh, lively, charming, amusing, interesting...always in the center of attention...kind, considerate, understanding, someone who will always cheer people up and help them out." That doesn't sound like me. I rather think I'm in the category of "sensitive, cautious, careful, and practical...not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily." Something also about not being able to get over broken trust.
Oh, never mind. I just found that quiz is bogus.
I've been dyeing some old Francie dolls. I want a black Francie for myself. A factory black Francie is very hard to find and very expensive. My doll turned out a bit dark, but oh well. For the peach-colored dolls, their vinyl faded so I dyed them pink/peach. Right now they're too dark too, but the authorities say that'll fade. I hope so -- I hope I didn't just ruin three vintage Francie dolls.
Sunday, September 18, 2005
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About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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3 Comments:
I had to drop Russian my third year into the course. Unfortunately, by the time I got that far, I could answer all the professor's questions at the drop of a hat. In German. That didn't really help matters.
I have a Twiggy head I tried to get the green ear off of which, in the process, turned a sickly colour yellow green. I've been thinking of dying an old Francie body green and making a Wicked Witch of the West doll. Another project for a rainy day!
You can restore the Twiggy with peach/pink Rit dye or else a Prismacolor artist's marker. I love that Twiggy doll, and Casey too. Oh, and Stacey. Don't have any of them.
I think I'd have to bleach her before I could restore the colour. She really is the most sickening colour green... a sort of sea-sick green...
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