I've forgotten my dream. I think I thought of Tony from "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" but was like I was singing on a platform. She posted a post about Les Misérables. I looked at the videos today, since my mom and brother went on vacation for about a week, and I was looking at some videos I got, including The Scarlett Pimpernel and A Star Is Born. They're thin and probably still wrapped up..
Ate:
ham cut into chunks
mashed potatos and gravy
stuffing and gravy
cole slaw
chocolate cake with chocolate icing I made and chocolate Breyer's ice cream
I couldn't finish any of it. I had 1 chocolate and part of a chocolate chip protien bar, and it slowed my digestion down. It does that if you eat them a lot I think, I guess because they're full meals. Also, already I guess my digestion wasn't like "on a roll," though it was working.
So, I suddenly turned on and was thinking all these smart things and coming up with points and matching ideas, since my mom isn't around and took my brother with her. Also, I was upset, it seemed people thought that life wasn't about me being happy around 1997 and 1998. The things that changed were all done in spite, hatred, and racism, for people like me or just me, rather.. They wanted the world to be boring. They wanted to suggest it was our fault. Hm, yea, I'm also part Jewish but think most people are or a good handful, really. I'm not like ¼ Jewish. Also, I got the idea that, just now, that maybe I'm dark like other Latinos, Italians.. Um, what else? Isn't that okay? What would that = having skin like lard? I just figured I was more German than the English and non-Italian. However, I'm not just German. I'm Anglo-Irish but more like English style but still strict in the Irish way. I mean, maybe not, but I mean I like it and the name fits|names kinda fit. So, why, all of a sudden, did the Italians and Hispanics go spastic and supposedly the French were the ones with the brains and no longer the English - hey, that's like Ellen's partner, Italian-Australian. She's, I think, around 10+ years younger. So, if she doesn't have kids to have time, why is she married? Or, does she want kids, too? Because she doesn't seem to be finding any men.. I don't know why, but I know that. I can just tell. Hm, maybe the Spanish tried to be like the Russians but think in private they're white. That's sick. I'm not gonna be with them. I'm not outspoken and like uncivilized, though. WTF is this! Why are all these niggers fantasizing that I'm like them!? Is this because of Johnny Depp? So what, if I've done like ... well, I have real excuses for being like annoyed. I also realized that I'm older now so why would I like fantasize learning with my dad at 26? I thought we'd maybe live together when I was 19. The hurricane came, and my parents didn't split. My mom was just gonna be with my brother.. He used to always hang around her. I think, when my brother was a baby, my dad stimulated him and as a toddler so did my mom. My mom set us up like we were tacky crap though because of my dad's age, though she thinks it's because of his traits. HA! I wonder if she even knows what a trait is. A physical feature or a "personality trait." Wait, why am I getting interjections from Nell Burton, the part Latino, thinking she's superior? I was who I was, and she came in and said I wasn't, like her mom feels. Tim Burton doesn't care. Also, I think Ellen is rash enough to think all my intelligence means nothing and won't admit she's actually thinking it's because I'm part Chinese. What am I supposed to do? I mean, if you were Portia, would you accept it? NO! Why get mad at me for getting upset white people get mad at me, too, like suggest I'm different in a tight way? Watch my dad fart that he's white when he "sees 'me..'" Now, it's about saying oh but you're not perverted like the bad Italians and Spanish. Also, I got the feeling that if my dad's oldest sister, who is younger, were here, she'd be nice. She's a devil! Interjecting about my mom's good qualities because my dad is related to her and not my mom and because she's not technically Caucasian. Hey, someone's stimulating me. They're watching me through a camera in private and signaling other-worldly noises. They are little clicks and squeaks that sound like, for instance, Nell Burton, but now in a born, annoying, insulting, highly ticking way. Why should you "be able" to do that? Why doesn't that click with you now? You think I'm "not white?" Well, you listen to people who aren't white. You let other people be white if they want. What now? They aren't, it is supposedly their fault, not mine. I made the best of my situation. What's wrong? I don't deserve a chance? I'm crap? My ideas are the result of crap? You don't care why? You think I'm nothing and other people being submissive is old news? I don't think we're supposed to have to be submissive. You just think that because of Tim Burton and Johnny Depp. See, I'm right. You just are an angry machine pretending your bullshit seems true. You didn't listen to me, and now you're CRAP to me! See, you're gonna say that's not true, again, because maybe I'm not really "that 'white.'" You don't even know what that means. You think I'm not in tune with nature and am beastly. You're gonna explode if you're worried about how I mean by the word "beastly" like I would also say all the right words, like I grew up in a perfect environment. So, what? Do I deserve to post on my blog without being made fun of? Why do you wait for me to say stuff that no one else says and assume I did it too late in time and that it's all the result of crap but with other people it's something that gets time spent on? I don't think you're white. Why do you think I have to have the flaws that you have, like it's unfair? You think people come from a gene pool of Heaven or Hell? Why are you able to affect me? You have some program on where you fall over when I don't agree? If you're not perfect, then you're not, like if you don't know everything, they we both don't know everything, get it? I didn't get that to click with how I wrote that, but you know how that goes. Funny, supposedly, if my mom were older I'd have more European traits, but I wouldn't be divine.
Ate:
ham cut into chunks
mashed potatos and gravy
stuffing and gravy
cole slaw
chocolate cake with chocolate icing I made and chocolate Breyer's ice cream
I couldn't finish any of it. I had 1 chocolate and part of a chocolate chip protien bar, and it slowed my digestion down. It does that if you eat them a lot I think, I guess because they're full meals. Also, already I guess my digestion wasn't like "on a roll," though it was working.
So, I suddenly turned on and was thinking all these smart things and coming up with points and matching ideas, since my mom isn't around and took my brother with her. Also, I was upset, it seemed people thought that life wasn't about me being happy around 1997 and 1998. The things that changed were all done in spite, hatred, and racism, for people like me or just me, rather.. They wanted the world to be boring. They wanted to suggest it was our fault. Hm, yea, I'm also part Jewish but think most people are or a good handful, really. I'm not like ¼ Jewish. Also, I got the idea that, just now, that maybe I'm dark like other Latinos, Italians.. Um, what else? Isn't that okay? What would that = having skin like lard? I just figured I was more German than the English and non-Italian. However, I'm not just German. I'm Anglo-Irish but more like English style but still strict in the Irish way. I mean, maybe not, but I mean I like it and the name fits|names kinda fit. So, why, all of a sudden, did the Italians and Hispanics go spastic and supposedly the French were the ones with the brains and no longer the English - hey, that's like Ellen's partner, Italian-Australian. She's, I think, around 10+ years younger. So, if she doesn't have kids to have time, why is she married? Or, does she want kids, too? Because she doesn't seem to be finding any men.. I don't know why, but I know that. I can just tell. Hm, maybe the Spanish tried to be like the Russians but think in private they're white. That's sick. I'm not gonna be with them. I'm not outspoken and like uncivilized, though. WTF is this! Why are all these niggers fantasizing that I'm like them!? Is this because of Johnny Depp? So what, if I've done like ... well, I have real excuses for being like annoyed. I also realized that I'm older now so why would I like fantasize learning with my dad at 26? I thought we'd maybe live together when I was 19. The hurricane came, and my parents didn't split. My mom was just gonna be with my brother.. He used to always hang around her. I think, when my brother was a baby, my dad stimulated him and as a toddler so did my mom. My mom set us up like we were tacky crap though because of my dad's age, though she thinks it's because of his traits. HA! I wonder if she even knows what a trait is. A physical feature or a "personality trait." Wait, why am I getting interjections from Nell Burton, the part Latino, thinking she's superior? I was who I was, and she came in and said I wasn't, like her mom feels. Tim Burton doesn't care. Also, I think Ellen is rash enough to think all my intelligence means nothing and won't admit she's actually thinking it's because I'm part Chinese. What am I supposed to do? I mean, if you were Portia, would you accept it? NO! Why get mad at me for getting upset white people get mad at me, too, like suggest I'm different in a tight way? Watch my dad fart that he's white when he "sees 'me..'" Now, it's about saying oh but you're not perverted like the bad Italians and Spanish. Also, I got the feeling that if my dad's oldest sister, who is younger, were here, she'd be nice. She's a devil! Interjecting about my mom's good qualities because my dad is related to her and not my mom and because she's not technically Caucasian. Hey, someone's stimulating me. They're watching me through a camera in private and signaling other-worldly noises. They are little clicks and squeaks that sound like, for instance, Nell Burton, but now in a born, annoying, insulting, highly ticking way. Why should you "be able" to do that? Why doesn't that click with you now? You think I'm "not white?" Well, you listen to people who aren't white. You let other people be white if they want. What now? They aren't, it is supposedly their fault, not mine. I made the best of my situation. What's wrong? I don't deserve a chance? I'm crap? My ideas are the result of crap? You don't care why? You think I'm nothing and other people being submissive is old news? I don't think we're supposed to have to be submissive. You just think that because of Tim Burton and Johnny Depp. See, I'm right. You just are an angry machine pretending your bullshit seems true. You didn't listen to me, and now you're CRAP to me! See, you're gonna say that's not true, again, because maybe I'm not really "that 'white.'" You don't even know what that means. You think I'm not in tune with nature and am beastly. You're gonna explode if you're worried about how I mean by the word "beastly" like I would also say all the right words, like I grew up in a perfect environment. So, what? Do I deserve to post on my blog without being made fun of? Why do you wait for me to say stuff that no one else says and assume I did it too late in time and that it's all the result of crap but with other people it's something that gets time spent on? I don't think you're white. Why do you think I have to have the flaws that you have, like it's unfair? You think people come from a gene pool of Heaven or Hell? Why are you able to affect me? You have some program on where you fall over when I don't agree? If you're not perfect, then you're not, like if you don't know everything, they we both don't know everything, get it? I didn't get that to click with how I wrote that, but you know how that goes. Funny, supposedly, if my mom were older I'd have more European traits, but I wouldn't be divine.
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