tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8596759.post113985621121105367..comments2023-07-15T09:22:19.752-06:00Comments on Ninjas, Cheerios and Tequila Party Gnomes: Random Musings by Karin: Crap - againKarinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06821269912235234363noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8596759.post-1139970439888469472006-02-14T20:27:00.000-06:002006-02-14T20:27:00.000-06:00Hey I feel the same way with French and any other ...Hey <BR/>I feel the same way with French and any other language and I realize it's a fear of failure and lack of confidence. That, and i have my dad's laughter/derision in my head every time i make a mistake with a language. Unfortunately, the only way i overcome it is to force myself to speak the language, but it's not easy. <BR/><BR/>Pet peeve: I HATE when a guy i date says, "Say something in french." That deer in headlights thing, that's me. It's all a confidence thing tho my dear. And learning to say, "I dont care if i make a mistake." That isnt to say i dont hate my dad a bit for making fun of me every time my accent wasnt right on. We, sensitive types...What are you going to do?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com