Politics

Nice Article on the President: link.

Problem

So, you can't divide things into what I already said, that it's about what you do and about your personality, as separate things?

Problem

So, since Tim Burton and Johnny Depp, you think it's time to be more thinking you're right to call certain people niggers and not really care about anyone?

Ate Yesterday

I cooked a pan of these certain greens that start with A and about 5 asparagus, have about 5 left.

Problem

So, apparently, my dad thinks my life should be littered with problems.  Why is he nice to others.  He's pretty much a pig.

Problem

So, I was at 711, and this isn't really a big deal.  So, there was a tween working there, and she slammed something hard.  I was home today and mad and wanted to take out my anger but didn't realizing my parents would call the police, which they aren't supposed to.  So, I just figured I'd have to take out my anger.  I mean, I don't want to **** anyone.  I wouldn't think of ruining them.  I could by accident.  I mean, even when I close the door, I feel gay.  I gave a pretty big hint in a warning.

Problem

I was gonna post something about my life related to Ellen DeGeneres's Tweet but forgot.

Edit

I tagged my last post Finance.

Feeling Blue

I feel like walking over to the gas station to get a nice sammich.  I did like the grapefruit juice and don't think they have any good dessert.  I have cake, at home.  I might have a lot of money, considerably.  It feels like tomorrow is Friday.  I was supposed to get a recording device in my room from my mom, but we just got a new thing for the TV.

Problem

Last season, Ellen DeGeneres was onto what you think in private.  This season, I thought she had messages for me as annoying clicks in my room and then got mad she did it, then like I couldn't get restaurant food taken to me recently, my mom got glasses, and I think something else, more of an idea, which made sense in the end.  Like, sometimes, I didn't feel like going to the grocery store or my dad wouldn't buy me enough some.

TV

It looks like Ellen DeGeneres is taking a break maybe after Christmas because I guess I never had to check out who was coming up that much in advance because I don't ever feel that well, have that much life.  I'm busy blogging.  I know no one reads it, and it's all about being mad about things, like after I've watched her show.

Problem

So, you want to sort out your thoughts, yourself?  What's all this, oh, I decided I will hold onto a fault against one person so I don't admit I don't really think they're that good?

Problem

Do you know anyone older who had their big start, so-to-speak, as a tween?

Problem

Why is my mom nice to mean people?  Did this one not outtrick her?

TV

I honestly wish that TV show hosts didn't go on vacation, but I just realized they needed 1.  We used to travel on vacation, at a certain time period, I did a lot.  I burned out, and now my life is over.

So, I'm guessing this was Ellen's last episode, wait, tomorrow?  :(*  What about the new year?  IMDb!  BD  She'll be on Twitter, so this will be fun.  I guess she won't be posting herself unless she gets in the news, which it is a good chance|whatever.

1st time I saw her, I was pretty happy the season was over because I was tired, also of calling my grandma each night, who always seemed mad because of the n word thing..  It stil bothers me.  Apparently, I looked at her on Twitter sometimes.  Funny thing, 1st I followed her because she sparked an interest, caught her, decided I was supposed to take a look at her show.  I was afraid to follow her on Twitter and felt that I was supposed to take a break, under it all.

I wonder if something else will be on, like Jimmy Fallon.  I think "Ghost Adventures" will still play.  Maybe, there will be good Disney Christmas stuff.  So, if I find out she's out until Januray, which I started getting into some things in February last year and then her show by April, which seemed like a long time ... also, it seemed to be a big deal I got into Kate Bush more and it took over the entire season, taught me to dance when I sang.  It really molded me to also see her, on top of Tim Burton.

What if Ellen DeGeneres stopped her show?  I guess other people could, too.  Jay Leno is in 2014, unsure of why.  I guess he's ancient history in media.

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres, because of you, I don't want messages that you're trying to mold my dad.  I don't want a relationship with him if you're helping him.

Problem

Didn't I already make a blog post, buried somewhere... anyway, no one responds to this in my life.  I don't know about categorizing things like this.  So, I got mad, locked in my room, because of New Orleans and then Orlando, after Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, felt totally tortured, and e-mailed people nicely.  My dad rattled on that I called them niggers, like it mattered..  I think, 1st, someone stopped, or maybe it was someone else.  Well, I think, then, I got mad at a girl, but she was acting racist.  I know it's improper, and I wanted her to talk to me more.  I don't remember what I said, but I didn't say, "You're a nigger," or, "I'm gonna *beep* you."  I used to write more very, very detailed.

Oh, and no one would admit she was really being racist.  It was very contrived.  You know, they just rattle on about morals and being white, and they're part Native American indian, like Johnny Depp.  I might be.  Wow, but they don't really mean it but will rattle on more.  They're like balloon heads.  I don't think this is the right way to talk about something, but I guess we should have started writing sooner.

I don't know what about Johnny Depp in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory directed by Tim Burton strikes a nerve with you.  You're gonna have to be taken in and realize this is your problem and that I don't approve of this problem, which I see in everyone I meet very strongly.  You'll just have to get out of my life, in this way.  Help!  Someone do something.  The police aren't listening.  They're invading me with messages.

Problem

So, non-Floridians want me to be subject to only Floridian treatment.

Problem

Everyone in Florida is acting like I'm not from here, my grandma.  No one will listen to me.

Also, I am a physical person without the non-Floridian base.

Think about Johnny Depp.

Problem

WHAT'S WRONG?  I'M GONNA *BEEP* YOU ALL AND NEVER LET YOU GET FAMOUS AND HAVE FUN.  TIM BURTON AND JOHNNY DEPP HAVE NORTHERN FRENCH CULTURE, AND I WAS HAVING A GOOD TIME WITH THEM.

Ooh, did I strike a nerve?  Who cares about you?  You're nothing.  You're so sensitive to that.  You're just bad.  Stop acting like I'm too bad.  You're gay.

Problem

*BEEP* TIM BURTON HE WON'T STOP ACTING LIKE I'M BAD SINCE THE N WORD THING WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM YOU'RE NOT COOL YOU KEEP ACTING LIKE THAT'S ALL THAT'S IMPORTANT YOU'RE JUST BAD

What did he do?  He gave my mom glasses, he made my finger stiff, he's filling the media with hints to people I hate who treat me like niggers and acts like I could have treated them like niggers.

Problem

So, I was gonna post something to Ellen DeGeneres, but then this happened.  I was gonna reflect on my past.  I had posted a lot on someone's Facebook.  HEY I DON'T FEEL LIKE TYPING.  DID YOU DO THAT ELLEN?  SOMEONE *BEEP* MY DAD.  I DON'T GIVE A CRAP ABOUT THIS.  STOP!  WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?  YOU A PIECE OF SHIT?

Problem

Now, my finger felt stiff.  Thanks, a lot, because when you get mad, Ellen DeGeneres keeps hurting you, like she's cool and doesn't think.  Well, I believe everyone else is mostly bad.

WHAT AM I GONNA DO ABOUT MY LEFT POINTER FINGER - NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER

Problem

So, you're so snappish you think oh just hurt my mom because I'm|she's not white??  Stop, if you all care about my little brother more than me I'm gonna t*** you apart.

Eating

Personal Pan Deep Dish Pizza
A Glass of Cold Water

Problem

STOP WASTING MY TIME YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT - I think Tim Burton is doing it, but I liked him.  I guess you're all just worthless.

Problem

SHUT UP

*BEEP*

Stop wearing out my language.  Stop attacking me.

STOP THIS PERSON IS GIVING OUT THREATS I SAID LISTEN YOU NIGGER

Problem

GO TO HELL NIGGER

SOMEONE B**** HIS|HER ANKLE

Problem

STOP IT IS THAT FROM ELLEN

What you think you can break my ankle?  GO TO HELL NIGGERS

Problem

So, I can't take out my anger, physically.  What will I do?  I was at 711, and someone slammed something.  ELLEN DID IT.

Problem

SHUT UP GO *BEEP* YOURSELF

Problem

My mom is acting up.  She acts like suggestive to me, like how she used to care more about me.  Who cares about her?  Why isn't she fat?  And out of proportion.  She made it so I couldn't think, and I took all day on my homework.  I think my mom and dad made it harder for me.  She's being suggestive, something I forget that supposedly my dad's mom said.  Just knock out my dad and his side, they're annoying.

Edit

I added my blog to my Twitter.  3|

Problem

Oh, wow, is Ellen DeGeneres suggesting another stupid idea?

Facebook Post

Facebook

Edit

I changed the Being Shy Tag to Personality.  Not sure where to put it.

Being Famous

Did you ever think of what it would be like to post online a little sooner and have people all save a place for you?  I was hoping that people, lots of people, would find me, and I'd get lots of views and even comments.  The idea came to me gradually and under great control, though I suppose people could have issues with me.  I do feel helped by other people.

I came across some blogs looking things up and looked up another I didn't put on my list of people.  I understand that I don't know many good blogs and that others have, but I'm not sure how much.  I've seen some blogs that were kinda packed, but I wasn't able to really understand|get into them.  Not much, though, but 1 I remember concretely.  I knew the person, probably didn't contact the person, at least not by her blog.

Ate

I had some crackers with spread, some leftover, the non-wheat ones, including the cheddar-flavored crackers with peanut butter, the whole thing, probably won't get this kind in the future, gonna get all the kinds without peanut butter and maybe the other 1 with peanut butter if it's affordable.  I had some of the sour, sugared gummies, labeled best by Oct. 27, 2013.  I don't know if I'm going back to sleep or just lie down, maybe watch myself some on YouTube, maybe work on posting on IMDb.  Since hitting my forehead, I've been more tired waking up.  I noticed I slept more tonight.  I was a little sick, sniffling, with irritation, too, from smelling that guy walk by.

Dreams

The 2nd 1 I remember well now.  What made it interesting is that I was at a school.  I'm not sure why I dreamed someone was carrying me like a kid, again.  It was a lady.  So, it was like, I think in both dreams, you go behind the scenes of a school and it's like a big maze with chairs and stuff around and it's really dark.  Supposedly, it's dangerous.  I guess it was interesting, I knew I was really buried in my bed, and I thought of another hand that was more with bones jutting out, but like rounded, and it turned out it was my hand.  I touched my lips, and I guess I was more physical than I really am, and it was like when you put your hand on someone's mouth, except I was putting my fingers around my lips and thinking of how it would stimulate you, like to make "me" feel better, in attempts to prevent me from letting out a noise.  Otherwise the lady would have pressed my mouth against just below her shoulders.  I guess I thought that my butt was being pressed.

In the dream before, a lady came and 1st contended to someone older and then came up to me, and when she pressed my crotch it was stimulating, like kinda feminine, like fairy-like, and somewhere else.

I know in the last dream, it was like about graduating and going to these shops, 1 small and later a huge 1 of food, like a Super Wal-Mart, though it wasn't a smorgasbord.  I was with my grandma and little brother.  I told my mom I wanted donuts, I think.  I was with a man and black lady with these like sweet biscuits or whatever with colored cream on them and sprinkles.  Like, a more big wooden display.

I don't remember the trek with my friends and peers.  I know we had to walk around places, a maze, in the back, and we found where we came from, thought it was like a little bobsled road but for cars.  Like, we ran into it and had to use it to get to the path.  It was white and kinda like sweet like candy.  The maze was rather long and laborious to cross and not all easily laid out.

I guess the most interesting part was the person holding me.  So, the 1st person was really just a person, but it was like Ellen DeGeneres.  I'm sure thinking of her a lot in my sleep for like a few minutes at a time.  The 2nd person was Aunt 2 with my grandma.  30

So, you get the picture, when I was in the maze with a person carrying me, I guess it interests me in life.. I don't know if it's because my mom is shorter.  I mean, I think everyone is interested.  I guess they just are too busy and don't really get like that sorta feeling of wanting people to be sorry for them or feeling sorry or something like that.  I went out to 711 last night, and the girl at the register, since my nails weren't painted, scanned that "I was" shy, like here we're all kinda in a group, different than other places, which is interesting, not like any 1 other place.  I mean, it's Florida.  Then, she slammed a loud noise at my change.  I had to shift gears.  I guess I'm being spotted and felt for in this area.  It just feels like that's the way things go.  It's hard to understand that, posting online all the time, like.

So, about being carried in a dark room, I guess it was circumstantial.  It was kinda dangerous.  I think, I was supposedly like "little" or "small," feeling how I am, though.  So, it's like you're in this place that's like feasible technically but like has issues and you're being like protected in a kinda strict way but also like being touched and I guess you have to come to accept it.  I know that exercising in your life helps.  I'm guessing that doing arts also helps.  Posting online gives you cyber***.  I'm not sure I quite knock on that.  I'm not sure how most people feel, but I know, here in Orlando, we feel  or I feel kinda like I'm a tube with gel floating in it.  Before, I used to maybe feel my bones.  I'd feel the muscle growing on my forearms.  Like, I'd feel it a little and want to feel it more.  I guess I learned from different women I knew how to feel.  In college, I don't remember as many of those kinds of women.  At Arts school in New Orleans, we had this teacher who looked kinda both smart and attractive and not too thin.  I thought she woke up and took jazz each morning, didn't think too much what it was like to do at home but probably was thinking about aspects of it I'm not remembering now.  She had this resounding voice.  She had fluffy, like wavy and kinda more course light, more reddish yellowish brown hair.  Well, you get the picture.  She had a more fluffy face.  I think she spoke to me once, and I got everything right.  I guess we were in a group, and she said not to be shy.  I don't think people at this place were touching people.  It was a summer session, and me and another girl I played a piano duet with got the highest award.  I also went on Saturdays and was the oldest.  This was my last year.  There were no awards.  She was supposed to come to the college I was at, a prestigious school for music that is not quite as alluring now, I think my 3rd year, when I left and wasn't even in music.  She was a composer and went up to maybe Canada to "just compose," which makes sense, in a group.  I was about to be a Composition major and tried to get in Voice.  I was unaccepted and came back as a Music Education major and didn't audition for Voice and was kicked out of Voice for being shy, for some reason, at the end of the year, as well as out of Music Education.  I started a class since another was taken and then switched to 2 Honors level 2 classes.

Lying Down

Naptime 3)

Edit

I made the Me Singing Playlist private.

Edit

I added another star to the YouTube the other day of "Feed the Birds" from Mary Poppins.

IMDb

Edit

I added another * to my YouTube from the day before of the "Finale" of Les Misérables.

Edit

I made the other 2 videos only 1 *.

YouTube Video

I added an extra star to "Leaving on a Jet Plane."

Problem

So, just for fun, things will get violent with me for being proud of any relationships because I'm not all technically "Caucasian."

Edit

I tagged my last post Arts, also.

Problem

I know that my eyes kinda turned off when I got glasses.  I was feeling pressured a lot for my race and because my dad was not like a wild man and my mom had dark, reddish eyes.  Anyway, I was the best in gymnastics but not on a team but seemed to move up often for some reason and did art since I was 3 or possibly "2."  I was considered artistic all the time.  But then I got glasses but still was a good artist considerably, though when my vision got worse and I moved I guess things looked kinda like I drank coffee.  When my glasses are off and I look at the screen, the colors appear real, like it's still the 90s.  The good thing is I can actually function without glasses, and things don't look blurry in the dark.  I know things weren't blurry before I took the medication.  It might have gotten blurry after I came back from school and we had to move to a house quickly to avoid the constant noise.  I know sometimes things appear blurry but I just feel for my eyes and it becomes corrected.  So, I can actually see, but I can really pressure my eyes.  I need to film my eyes up close.  They're kinda like I guess 90s eyes but have a kinda fuzzy feel of protection, for some reason.  But, no, if I went outside, I would not be able to see things clearly.

Problem

My dad wears glasses.  I wonder if that's why my mom does.  He acts stupid.  He says he's smart but not as hard-working as me.

Showered

I took a shower and bath.  My vision is a little blurry.  My dad suggested I was blind.

I also have cream over a rubbery, salty pimple over the side of my lip.

My neck's been hurting, and now my back had a kinda fold, like a crease, in the middle.

I almost fell asleep in the bathtub a few times.

Problem

My dad is being annoying again, and it seems highly unnecessary.  Why is he even there?  He's just lying and pranking.

Stinky

I really need a bath, can't get into bed.  Gonna lie on my sofa.

711

There was a guy with a very typical but not too like specifically characterized homeless smell, that reminded me of my own smelly situation.  Some girls working there also sounded like they said something was rotting flesh.  One of them sang a kinda hip or spunky tune, and it was pretty good.  (Something just fell over.)  There was a girl shorter than me with PJ pants who was cute and walked behind me, kinda nostalgically, maybe dark-medium brown hair bunched up in the back, straight and smooth.  So, I had a sub with pickes, grapefruit juice, and sour gummies which weren't very sour.

Back!

Ugh!  I wanna lie down but need a bath.

Hiccup

I just hiccuped.
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New Friends

Í'm going to make new friends.
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Riding Hood

I have my hood on, about to cross a road.
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Not Cold

It's not very cold but scary.
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New YouTube Videos

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See you all, a little later...

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Problem

So, can Ellen DeGeneres sing?

Problem

Uh, am not feeling well.

Tim Burton can't say oh everything's okay, and then say no it was what.