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[leene_chan]

I feel like I should write in here, but I'm not sure what to say *^___^*.

Ah....today was....dull. I took some photos of repainted Shion 2, but only one of them was passable. I wonder why she was so hard to photograph? Must be that shiny, wispy hair of hers. I'll prolly announce her to the clubs in a few days. Don't want to rush it, you know? ^_^ I really need to get myself sewing! It's hard, because I can't ever seem to find the notions I want, and because no one in my family sews I have to learn from square one. At this stage in the game, though (I've been making custom dolls for 2 years), I can't go on not knowing how to sew for my dolls. I do know how to sew, for the most part, but I'm not that comfortable making clothes for 1/6 scale dolls. I know I just need to train myself to sew more often, but.....::sighs:: It makes the back hurt, non? ^_6

There's another thing I need to get back in the habit of doing. I've been out of school for two years, and I really need to start teaching myself Japanese. I took Japanese for 1 year in high school and 2 years in college. I covered most of the major grammatical points, but I fall short in kanji and vocab. ^___^;;......My reading speed sucks, too. When I was in school, my highest point was spoken dialogue, which is kind of weird, considering how shy I can be. For some reason, oral reports in Japanese never made me nervous, but when I had to do them for English class I nearly broke out in hives!

Well...Kristen's going to help me get back on my feet. I just have to swallow my pride and not be afraid of making a fool out of myself in front of my sister. After all, she may be better at Japanese, but I can beat her at arm-wrestling ^o^!

::clangs on head:: Skull's empty.....

For Christmas, I want to get some of those brandy-filled German chocolates. You know, the ones shaped like liquor bottles? I remember reading about them in Thomas Mann's "The Blood of the Walsung." It was a story about a brother and sister who were nasty and decadent and kept making out O_o.....gotta love that decadent German literature! Oh, and there was another story about a failing, middle-aged writer who fell in love with a 14 year-old boy..."Death in Venice." ^___^ I took Decadent Literature as an blow-off course junior year, and it turned out to be creepy and fascinating. But....we had to watch Nazi propaganda films O_o.....! O_o.....

We ate marzipan....

Sometimes, I think all my professors hated me ^_^;;.....

Did I mention that I bought a new wig for Fuuka? It's a light blonde flip wig from Tallina's. It's pretty cute!