Showing posts with label Childhood Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Childhood Family. Show all posts

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Problem

Why is life so lame since my interest in Ellen DeGeneres and moreover my dad with the n word thing.  Someone needs to put an end to him.

Problem

I got another "message" about being poor and rich.

These messages are not stopping.  I say something, and I get talked back to, if not now, later, I guess.  Why doesn't anyone care?

Hey, stop defending my dad.  He's mean to me.  Hey, stop.  I'm getting more signs.  I got the sign of something popping.  My dad popped some things earlier.  Hey, once I thought of "Poppins," when he was mean to me.

Someone get this to stop.  Answer.  Stop acting like I don't matter.

Stop wasting my time and having me go through these things to send only me messages.

Problem

I got the idea that my brother should ***.

Problem

So, how you a gonna solve the problem about my dad being hurt all the time?  Just sorta sit here and attack me like my dad will attack you?  THIS NEEDS TO STOP.

Oh, as I was walking out of my room, this time, my dad opened the door and came in and said he got pizza.  I think he got upset at my brother for the idea I might get more vitamins, instead of the ones I had from before that sometimes he takes.  I'm taking them now, waiting until I get my money next month...

I just had pizza.  I got the bad feeling that waiter was in me when I had it yesterday.  I wa pumping out said feeling.

Also, I was reading Ellen DeGeneres's e-mail she sends out.  :|

Well, I dunno.  I don't want pizza, again.  Hm, also, he filmed a wedding yesterday or took pictures for it.

So, this isn't on my website, but my dad gave me pizza before and I didn't look as sorta stretched out, Hot Pockets.

Stop

Stop acting like I need to listen to my dad.  I'm already too old to all of a sudden need to listen to my dad.  What about my mom?  What's your problem?

And it's all weird little things.

Stop acting suggestive like I'm guilty.  If you want to materialize that thought to the world, post it in your blog.

Stop being so critical of my thoughts if you make bad ideas hit me and are watching me all the time in private and telling people what I do and think.

I can post about my experiences on my blog, if I'm civil.  I'm not sure what your problem is...  That I posted an alluding to it?  I think you're just pretending.  If it doesn't matter, then I'll do it because it'll help me.

... Okay, bye, this is no fun.

Every time something happens, you don't have anything else to do.  I'm forgetting it.

GET OUT

Get out of my life, quit making fun of me like you have any say in me.

And quit bothering me more for not describing things like a freak.  I'm from America.

Problem

I grew up very unguided and very innocent, and all of a sudden since college and moreover the n word thing my dad has been acting like I "need" discipline from others.  Don't do it.  Let him play with himself.  What's your problem?  I don't like you.  Not if you're like that.  8^|

Rubbing Things In

Why does Tim Burton want to rub in everything my dad suggests?

Also, they get to be presentable around each other.  Ever since I went to the mental hospital, things have been bad.  I don't know who caused it nor why I went, I guess because of that weird American History class.  You know, my life was really good, a bit harsh but not really.  Not sure what got into me.

I had to post my race online, also because it was polite.  I mean, I had an unfair opportunity, and it should be my mom's responsibility.  I feel that people think I'm silly because they know I've taken psychiatric pills and I'm not technically all White American or whatever.  I don't want to be totally set up in some elaborate fashion and be hard to function.

STOP BOTHERING ME.  WITH YOUR COMPLEX MESSED UP IDEAS.  YOU JUST SPRAYED IT ON MY PRECIOUS STUFF.  IDEOLOGICALLY.  LOOK, QUIT.  STOP ACTING LIKE I DID SOMETHING WRONG.  I JUST SAID QUIT.

Tim Burton is racist and mean just because of the n word thing.  He's trying to say my dad is bad, but he has no reason.

Stimulating for Perversion Undue

So, I see my dad is trying to stimulate me for what I did that I wasn't able to calculate.  He wants to blame my mom, who is not Caucasian|White, when she blames that it's because I'm related to my dad.  My dad is okay with that and treats me differently, like I'm not like either of them nor anyone else nor that I am accepting, in a way, because it's a virtue...

People Around Orlando

When I was at the mall, I was talking, and some boys, probably Spanish, who seemed small and tall, sounded like they gave all in and said something that sounded like a bad word because I was enjoying conversation with my dad, who doesn't want me to plan things out neatly.  Other people aren't helping my situation at home.  Some people say things, and no one helps.  I am left with what's right and wrong and knowing my needs are unmet.  Later, I realize I "don't have" to do some things.

So, then I ate out with my dad, and he made me feel like I had to have the waitress stimulate me in my stomach and probably womb.  Well, I had it coming and have forgotten about it.  I was feeling it, and it did make me feel weird in a little way.  It made my stomach pump for the first time like that, at least since I could ever remember since I lost it in 2005, thinking my life became a recorded experiment and that supposedly I had been suffering undue things, which I believe still and feel I have not received my reward.  Another time, though, I felt my head pump in a good way, though I fear it will spin.  It's just that my eye spun before for months, so maybe I'm done spinning or something, at least for now, here.  :|  I mean, it's hard to spin.  I've been struggling.

Weird Stimulation That's Bad, Most Decidedly

Why does my dad and others keep barking at things like they are suggestions of what others will do now, trying to stimulate others 24-7, like it has to happen?

What will we do now that the activities have commenced?  Like stimulating in a weird, seemingly "bad" way really people.  Why do people do that?  Is it an L.A. thing?  This wasn't the program, before.  It's happened since the n word thing.  Before, it just seemed to "happen," wasn't like something that was bound to occur.  Not like some thing you're waiting for that could happen for some reason.  I might be different, but that's just who I am.  We are not all the same, and we shouldn't ruin ourselves trying to all be the same, like everyone else.  People are just different.  I guess I can't really look up to anyone because they're busy being stimulated in weird ways in ways I don't like by certain people.  I don't even understand the relationship certain people claim to have had with certain people of different generations.

As to the title, we aren't sure who to blame all for the deeds that were done in the stimulating factor.  :p

Help!

I am being threatened and so are other people!

HEY, THERE'S A WARBLING RINGING IN MY EAR!  I have my ear plugs in and my noisemaker on.

LEAVE ME ALONE!  YOU ALL THINK YOU DESERVE STUFF IN LIFE AND NOT ME?

LEAVE ME ALONE.  I WANT MY LIFE.

People are being dishonest on their opinion of me, and then I am told the clicks in my room are associated with them under all control of my dad, which I don't like.

Worried|Concerned

My dad will promise not to hurt me but let me get hurt.