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OK... you know what I do when I've got time at college! The latest finished product: More photos... Just standing Held out Held up?

I got some fabric for Christmas, as I may have mentioned. Purple & pink & blue seersucker, perfect for... a new skirt! Of course! I dug a neat pattern out of my pattern drawer... a pattern that ends up looking like it's a double-circular skirt because of all the pieces in it. And those things, combined with the time I had today, yielded just such a purple/pink/blue seersucker skirt! But in the meantime, my poor old sewing machine broke. I warred for half an hour with it before supper, and for a few more minutes afterwards; and the result of all the fussing was my discovery that a little plastic gear in the depths of the machine was responsible for the whole thing turning useless. I was just half a hem away from completely finishing this skirt, and the machine went kaput! I was determined to get this thing done, so I camped out in the dorm lobby for... three hours, maybe? and hand-sewed the rest of the hem. And on what amounts to a double-circular skirt, that is no

Wow. This has been one of the most important weeks of my life; it will probably be the most important week of this year, and we're not even out of January yet! My grandmother died... I'm going to D.C. for the first time in my life... I found out I've made the cut for the select voice ensemble here... And I've just been offered my first minimum-wage job. Now doesn't that sound like a huge week to you? Not to mention my two parts in a one-act play here, for which I will be practicing four hours today; it's my first ever theatrical experience (not counting cute, no-budget Christmas programs at church). Man, I didn't know my eighteenth year would carry with it so many changes....

My grandmother Born 1933 Died 2008 Aged 74 years Beloved by her children and grandchildren.

I can't believe the wind chill yesterday dipped below zero. But anyways.... I really can't think of anything to post, but since I'm sitting in the computer lab across from the classroom in which I have an exam in about twenty-three minutes I might as well post something. I already did three online practice quizzes, so it's not like I'm procrastinating as far as study goes. In fact, I actually learned a little from the quizzes, I think. Slingshots are cool. A friend showed me one last night that has an arm brace so it's easier to hold it still when you're aiming it and pulling the rubber band thingy back. Over break I'm going on a TRIP!!! I love trips. Hence, I went home this past weekend because I won't be home on break. (Oh, yeah... this is a college with a J-term in between semesters, so there's a comparatively short Christmas break before J-term and a teensy little break between J-term and the spring semester.) This will be a very inter

I was just reminded of an old saying my Mom taught me a long time ago; and I don't want to forget it. He who knows not, and knows not that he knows not, is a fool; shun him. He who knows not, and knows that he knows not, is a child; teach him. He who knows, and knows not that he knows, is blind; lead him. He who knows, and knows that he knows, is wise; follow him.

I tried out for my first theatrical production last Thursday! It was fun! And I actually got a part! Two parts, actually; one named "villager number two" and one named "Mr. Fox" who shall hereafter be known as "Miss Fox." And, added together, they actually have a decent amount of lines. Of course, there are basically two stars of the show--the Witch and the little girl who saves the day--but everyone else has roughly equal amounts of lines, perhaps partly due to a little doubling that had to be arranged. Since there are four or five village people in a group, in this particular play, we are contemplating the different occupations we should have... maybe you see where this is going?... and have nearly settled on the policeman, the construction worker, and the Indian for three of them. We might try to work in a little "YMCA" movement during some down time too.... wouldn't that be hilarious? :-D And the Witch! She's a friend of mine, o

Two days in a row, the New York Times has published an uncalled-for slant in their e-mail news updates. Yesterday, some dumb reviewer panned the new VeggieTales Pirates-who-don't-do-anything movie, starting with an insinuation that "...borrowing the signature word from the title of someone else’s very popular trilogy and hoping people will turn up at your film thinking that Johnny Depp is providing the voices" is a main marketing point. Doesn't this guy know that the Pirates predate anything having to do with the cinematic Jack Sparrow?? And knowing the usual quality of the VeggieTales movies, I sincerely doubt that this one's quality is merely on par with that of Saturday morning cartoons.... I mean, I've seen the cartoons they show these days! Phhht. Awful stuff, and boring. VeggieTales is certainly not that, not even as an adult (my parents enjoy them, as I still do). Then today, there's an article about five homeschooled children ( the emphas

1. Not busy. 2. Except when you make it so. 3. Psychology has a lot of reading (~50 pages a night) fortunately. And tutorials as homework on top of it. 4. Still, evenings/nights are free to goof around. 5. A lot of people go on some sort of class trip (like art or psych, but not my psych class) 6. Me, I spend nights watching movies with friends (and doing a lot of talking in the meantime), videotaping friends lip-syncing to a song, and running around campus about midnight wearing preposterous makeup and hairdos. (One friend looked eighties, one friend looked goth, one friend looked rocker-chick--as she put it--and I resembled Stephanie Tanner from Full House , at least according to the three friends . Only because I had a pastel sweater, and wore my matching barrette on the very top of my head as opposed to at the back of my head like normal. I did put on an excess of blue eyeshadow though, and lipstick which was not blue. I don't have any pics--two of the friends were the on

My uncle has, or rather incessantly borrows, an adorable small dog. This dog, named Sadie, is a mix of schnauzer and poodle--thus, she is a schnoodle. Say it! It's a fun word. This schnoodle enjoys eating off the floor, as does any dog. In my grandmother's kitchen, she is forever skittering about the floor, swooping down on crumbs and making them disappear. So she has been christened the "Cordless Schnoodle-Vac." :-) In other news..... "it's not nice to sit on our face!" "Then why did God put it there?"

Can you believe it? It's a new day... a new month... and of course, a new year. But the new month is what always gets me! It snowed finally. No snow for Christmas, but a little for New Year's. That's okay, I suppose. My brother is currently playing some game on his new (but classic, as in old) Pac-Man thingy (I almost want to call it a module or a console, but I'm not sure that would do--it's simply the joystick box plugged into the TV). A racing game, one of five games on there (of which the first is Pac-Man, of course!). The noise is the funniest thing! It reminds me of old Mario Brothers games, a little, but different I guess. I'm not sure what else to write. It may be New Year's Day, but all we're going to do is visit my grandparents. And I will also eat lots of olive & cheese ball!! My grandmother has this incredibly appetizing recipe for a cheese ball which calls for black olives, bleu cheese & cream cheese, and nuts, but all mixe