Problem

I'm mad at Ginny Kopf.  She didn't add me on my new Facebook.  I think I'm going to ask her in class to add me.  I dunno, maybe I'll I'm mad.  She thinks she's whiter than me.  What should I do?  Call everyone in the class a nigger?

The new thing of Facebook is you have to be someone's friend to see what they say - I mean all they say, it just shows random things from the past, now, not sure why.  They're just having fun controlling the world and really wish they did things differently before whereas before they forced us to think they were right.

The other problem is I like to change my profile photo..  }:]

Problem

Let's just shovel Ellen DeGeneres out.  She's listening to my dad and said my mom was bs.  She thinks that being good in some way means you have fun and say you're crap.  She thinks it means something too that I put her name in my shit.  Well, I didn't want you to make me think my mom was a negro.  I don't want to play your game like this.  Ooh, does that tie in with some message that you think means something?

Ooh, I didn't know what to say.  Isn't that why I'm posting online?  Why are you attacking me?  You're just racist and don't deserve anything and will probably be hurt.  You'll find you made some mistake and get mad.

Food

So, for lunch, I have stuff like fish, thick red sausage if my dad got it, lettuce and cucumbers, tangerines, and I don't remember what else.  I guess I was depending on the fish.

My wounds are healing quickly.

Ellen DeGeneres and Tim Burton should learn to relax.  I'm gonna take a bath, soon.  I wanna make a new blog.  3)

Problem

Why is Ellen DeGeneres so sensitive online?  I'm feeling insulted posting to her online, weird that other people find these submissions so interesting, like they're a photo and she waits and reads the responses if maybe there aren't like them coming every few seconds.  She has so many venues online.  I strive to make a successful forum where people I know will start posting to me..

Problem

I just got mad and this Dutch American poster Chuppah is back.

I got another message that the n word things means something.  Just *beep* Ellen DeGeneres.

Stop telling me I'm my dad.

Problem

Someone *beep* Ellen DeGeneres.  She's blocking me on Facebook and Twitter.  She gets a stream of comments.  I didn't do anything wrong.  She's just a guilty person.  She's teamed up with my dad to annoy me when I stay backed away from him.

Problem

I find Ellen DeGeneres suggestive.  She doesn't find other people to block.  Well, I see negative comments to people in other cases and they don't get kicked out.  Some girl thought I was spamming, but I was just posting intelligently and not cursing at anyone.

Problem

Why are you playing with how every page loads?  Stop acting like I don't have the right to use the internet.  To post on my blog and other social networking sites.

Also, why won't my dad stop giving me weird secret messages?  He's made my life uncomfortable.  He hasn't made me bad, though.  WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?  ARE YOU STUPID?  STOP HURTING PEOPLE.  NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU.  I'll put you in a cold, cold room and feed you SHIT.

Kids Who Think

So, why are supposedly Late Boom good, but Boomers make "kids" today think for themselves?  You know, Late Boom might claim that well "there was no technology."  You know, it seems like that people cared that they looked supple.  I think they wanted them to be actors, though.  I'm not sure what their high school was like.

Isn't that funny, "There was no technology" ... "but my parents had a boom in technology interest."

About thinking for ourselves, it's like everyone wants to be like Late Boom, but when you say you do everyone doesn't say so and then you find out later and it's a big deal with Late Boom.

Problem

What happened to the idea that you build yourself like I guess these days by posting on a blog?  I'm not sure, before, maybe it was like those movies and stuff.  Well, part of the thing is computers were gonna come out.  Today, computers is what gives you your social life.  Everyone knows to have energy you need a social life.  If not, I guess that means you're learning to think alone.  I never had a life like that.  Maybe, when I was little with my parents sometimes but not often.

Problem

Why does Tim Burton want us to like spill the beans, like sorta maybe we go online but we don't really have to under his command, though he didn't say to.  I mean, there's a funny feeling, maybe you shouldn't be near the internet.  I think everyone should know it's safe and right to get a blog.  I mean, it was like it was 2005 and then suddenly in 2006 where I was everything was different.  The world seems different.  That makes me wonder about what it's like in different parts of the world, didn't see as many attractive people before.  I'm seeing like thin, supple kids with white hair, now, not necessarily the silhouette of a movie star but interesting, maybe not rough and tough enough, not perverted, not to say that they should have to know about that stuff all at once but maybe is good to know in a timely manner.

Problem

Why does Nell Burton look like kinda like sorta clumpy, like she's put together?  It's supposed to be that she's fat like her dad, who was thin before after being on swim team in college.  That's funny, my brother isn't fat, anymore.  He was only a fat baby and chubby toddler.  I had to suffer the side effects of my dad and the race of my mom.  So, then she looks kinds like a patchwork doll, like her mom.  However, she seems kinda irritated from her dad being American, like her mom didn't let her be American.

I feel kinda bad because I went online and started off fat but got thinner.  We moved, and I was thinner even more but got fat quickly, didn't want to leave the house and didn't end up doing exercise videos because I hadn't before and it didn't come to me and I wished I didn't have to maybe, not sure.  Now, I do a little at a time.

I guess the other argument is that everyone has problems.  I mean, people have had problems since 2006, though.

Problem

So, why would I follow like 100 IMDb accounts that are supposedly Tim Burton and then he stops and people are mean to me.

Then, something else I don't remember.

It seems like the highlight of my life is my Blogger background.  It might not be the best background for the public, but it's a clever theme that follows popular trends.  I personally enjoy it.

Oh yes, why make fun of someone for being accurate?

Problem

So, you think I get mad because I think people will make fun of me for being nice?  No, that's why I don't take it back and why I'm afraid to say I'm just taking out my anger safely and utilizing my blog.  If I had to say who it was to, probably I wouldn't.  I'd go and do something else, instead.  I mean, yea, I was mad, and yea it seemed like something that came up.

Problem

So, I wonder if I wasn't taken out of my major if I could have been smart enough to eventually, thinking of quitting the music major and possibly going into 1 simple program plus maybe a required minor ... if I'd consider ever coming home and blogging, seeing as I'm not really getting anywhere financially.  Also, would I get on Blogger?  Would I get a program and figure out how to make nice backgrounds?  How would I become as good as who I am today?

Problem

Leave me alone.  I can blog whatever I want.  I don't need someone hurting me, all the time.  What's wrong with my blog now?  No curse words.  No threats.  Don't you get mad sometimes?  You do as much as you can, but you can't hurt anyone.  You try to be nice, but then people think everything is trying to hurt them.  The funniest thing happened at the mall, and I know you've probably sauced over it, in some way, in your own way.  So, you think I'm a nigger if I don't hurt you?!  HA!

Bothered

I was bothered and crossed the road with a car on a green light.

I realized people are unaccepting about new people online because other people will dis the internet.

Also, why does Tim Burton think you need to know everything, in advance?

Why am I getting annoying messages from people I know when I make a statement or figure something out?

Why is Tim Burton being mean subconsciously the reason for every conversation?

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History and High School and University

So, if I didn't do ballet would be to relax, blog, I guess be ready for college lectures and history, "historical," reading.

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Reading ... and Writing

I guess that I was a good reader.  My mom said I talked a lot.

So, I did gymnastics, ballet, and baton at 7.

Er, 8, I did more gymnastics and baton.  I read the whole thing of the Zoo Books magazines, maybe around 7 of them.

Then, I got the boxed set of the Little House books and read them more than once at 9.  I would linger on the text.  I also was reading American Girls, which were short booklets.  I think that's when people drew from me reading a lot.  However, when I was 7 and 8, we got books read to us, a lot.  When I was 8, it turned out people were already reading novels, however.

We moved when I was 12, and I read The Secret Garden, A Little Princess, a fantasy about a unicorn, and the books for the reading program at school.  I did the homework.

I read some books that became movies, 1 being Harry Potter.  I read The Phantom of the Opera.  I'm not sure what I spent my free time doing.  I know I was either on vacation, working|schooling, or doing something in the arts, each summer.

I read The Tale of Despereux, my 1st year of college, got it from a book fair order through my brother.  I didn't even watch the movie but posted on Facebook.  I hadn't been going out.

I did read Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and the sequel, as well as Alice in Wonderland for the 3rd or 4th time.  I read it all in 1 morning and afternoon.  I also read the 2nd book, maybe the next day, unsure.  I read through a book on the illustrator of Alice in Wonderland, and the word, "fastidious," came up more than once.

Reading online posts on IMDb and when I was elsewhere was a task.  The posts online just keep coming, and people expect them to be answered.  I wrote so much, people didn't pay attention to me, and I went and got a blog and just posted, apparently, about what I was doing, my problems, like with technology, about eating, stuff like that that goes on and on like a book..

I also spent a lot of time reading these 2 booklets with illustrations on personality types, the 2 major sorters.  I got some guides on specific types on my Nook and read through what I was interested in, which wasn't much.  That's when I was 12, too, maybe until I was 15.  They were really boring, but I'm pretty good at sorting and could sort out like something about dominant and secondary functions.  I think you sort all 4 letters.  I also read through what I was interested in in a longer text book of the major personality sorting type.
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There was another popular 1 I can't find now about your dog or cat personality, came out in 1997 I think.  I read it and realized it was colored, racist people.  I got it in the past recent years.

So, I started reading, I think, Twilight, and I realized it was for kids.  I got another magical book that I found was from years ago.  So, I stopped.

Now, I'm trying to get back blogging skills and see if I can get as smart as I was when I was a tween.

I know there are young children's authors out there, but I didn't think those books were for me.  I wanted to read about true ghost stories, might get that.  I don't know about writing for skill.  That's something like poetry.  I dunno, maybe online articles are of some value.  Remember essays?  Maybe long psychology essays, mainly on like modern young people, like when MySpace was coming out, you know?  It doesn't sound like people want to make people happy and talk about it.  They just smile sarcastically and go on to something else.  It's something they do a lot.  They have that funny aura..

I had also been getting People on my Nook, and it's easy to go through and read.  It's mostly ads.  It's every week for $10 a month, I think.

Woke Up

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.