I seem to have had a bad day, was at school all day. I found out how to get back in the voice class. I guess I have to go back, tomorrow. I want to go shopping for clothes for theater, like shorts and shirts, though today it was strangely cold. I liked my long socks, but I need shoes for Improvisation. It's just that I'd be there all day tomorrow, but I need to get it done ASAP and the transportation wasn't answering. I mean, I'll just sleep with my umbrella. I'm tired now but not going to bed just yet, today, probably should eat something!
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Thursday, January 17, 2013
Facebook Post
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A nice European dining experience.. Orlando seems to have a lot of food and a nice grocery store. I thought I was 5'3" from sleeping on medication, but I'm 5'½". However, instead of 100-105 pounds, which was supposedly too much, I'm 156+ pounds. I didn't weigh as much when I was fat. (cont.)
So, now, I’m just eating plain beef, greens, and then like this new Chef Boyardee canned macaroni and cheese or some other thing.. oh yes, pizza. Then, when I’m hungry I have junk food, or hot dogs, hamburgers … and pizza. At school, when I was here all day last week, I ended up bringing healthy cracker-bread, mixed nuts (was having cashews,) soynuts, big fish, lettuce, cucumber stub, and Clementines (orange-tangerines.) They have something called an Oreo cookie crumble. You can get a large for under $3. =D I was putting spice on everything previously, also have tomato soup (my dad just got it for me when my mom was gone,) frozen sauced chicken strips with jalapeño cheese, and Olive Oil & Dill Triscuits. I always have water, but I get grapefruit juice when I see it. I also walk to gas stations and fast food restaurants, could eat out I know at fancy restaurants. Like at McDonald’s, of course, I get the ranch wraps, don’t like the smoothies there, and get the hot fudge sundae, everyone’s old favorite? So, in the New Orleans area, I guess I was having like wraps and good smoothies and eventually the chocolate Odwalla bars. There’s no smoothie king, but there’s a Barnes & Noble, though I cannot drive, here. Because I’m not from Florida.
Oh, and I finally started working out again. Found an attractive DVD that didn’t work and stopped. The 1s I get online don’t work for me. I just have this 1 that works with lots of little workouts. Huh?
So, yea, I finally am getting out because I found a performing arts teacher I like, and in the summer I am already on my way e-mailing information to ask about taking organ. I was gonna do tennis because I happened to do it and found it was a very lucky sorta dying art experience. It seems lots of people who move from up north do it. I did it because my brother did it. So, I can’t do the tennis because I’m gonna go to this other community college for Ballet I. I was thinking of taking a health class after but guess maybe not. I was supposed to take more courses this semester but was late with my Florida residency and didn’t know, sad it was all from this 1 professor whose age I will ½ her age as the semester ends. She is mainly a teacher of the subject I dropped. I was gonna stay here all day and do a workout in the morning. I might have gone last semester had I known the transportation was so easy and affordable. $4. $20 a week! Guess it’ll be $30 in the summer, but my financial aid will be on time and I will probably own more things. I found out a cheaper way to dress for the theater classes. So, I will take classes from the theater teacher at the other college another semester, teaches Speech. I don’t really know if I like her because she’s from the San Francisco area. I mean, I know I like her specific age.
So, Disney seems nice, but I’ve been home online. You know, I used to live in the nation’s oldest continuing city near a big city in Northeastern Florida, as I’ve almost always said, at least online. I used to walk around the old relics, and it seemed the scenery was endless. I forget what else I was gonna say. Oh yes, I never like went on the ghost tours. I heard a lot about them advertised. I guess everyone knows that Key West and Fort Lauderdale are the nicest set up places. There’s even a Rainforest Café at the mall in Fort Lauderdale. Miami is more like the country. What made Saint Augustine nice was the nice music. It’s not the same, anymore, and I guess it was different for the kids. I finally took lessons from a music teacher. Mostly, what I did was walk around, in a way, like when school was out.
So, my hair was maroon sorta. 1st I guess it was. Then, it was Christmas wood brown. Then, I finally got it lighter again with Sheer Blonde. It actually is kinda blonde and fluffy, though they straightened and defrizzed 1 side at the mall and it’s supposed to be better. Also, my eyes got all yellow for awhile like when I woke up. Now, they can look like they’re all green. They’ve always been a friendly, very deep, wood brown, sorta a color you expect to see. Like, the green seemed to make it less just red and glary.
I kinda have a nice sorta uneven tan on my arms and that yellow face. For awhile, my legs were darker.
Well, okay, glad you had a good birthday with 2 people. Oh, 2 more, too. You fa-m-i-L. C;
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
What I Want and What I Don't Want
... So ... I froze in the water. For a long time, like 10 minutes. I must have showered for like 1½ hours. I tried watching "The Ellen DeGeneres Show," but the TV wasn't working and I didn't feel well today and have to go to sleep for school and am gonna sing while my nails dry. I'm not sure if my mom can take me. If not, I'm there all day and finding someone to talk to, hopefully not the Office of Student Services where I met with the dean and listened well and she seemed so earnest to help, more than this fancy puffy black lady.
I thought of lots of things. It is important that if a professor offers more than 1 course that you consider taking them, especially if it's part of a major or program you like. So, I've lived in Florida a long time. I wish I could take these courses right away. Probably, moving here, even with the hurricane, I'd be able to sign up for some classes. The only other thing I can say is that yes I'd like to get out as much as I can. I've been patient here a long time. My biggest gripe is not wanting to take her Voice for the Actor class later, but at least you know. See, I'll be over ½ her age.
I thought of lots of things. It is important that if a professor offers more than 1 course that you consider taking them, especially if it's part of a major or program you like. So, I've lived in Florida a long time. I wish I could take these courses right away. Probably, moving here, even with the hurricane, I'd be able to sign up for some classes. The only other thing I can say is that yes I'd like to get out as much as I can. I've been patient here a long time. My biggest gripe is not wanting to take her Voice for the Actor class later, but at least you know. See, I'll be over ½ her age.
Facebook Post
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So maybe I can get back in but probably not, unless Valencia changes the rules for people on financial aid?
So maybe I can get back in but probably not, unless Valencia changes the rules for people on financial aid?
Problem
I told my mom to go away. Also, my eyes are funny. Maybe from the injury, too. Hm.
So, it seems at any given moment they can just call Lakeside and pretend I deserve to go to the hospital and then just kick me out of the house. Why would I be kicked out of the house for not working? I'm tired from school, and I was treated badly at home trying to recover and my grades were lowered.
So, it seems at any given moment they can just call Lakeside and pretend I deserve to go to the hospital and then just kick me out of the house. Why would I be kicked out of the house for not working? I'm tired from school, and I was treated badly at home trying to recover and my grades were lowered.
Facebook Post
:[ My mom just took me out of your Voice for the Actor class, and also I'm not currently in the PE class that I found doesn't start until February. (I thought the note said it started this week, just thought I read that part.) That's too bad because if I come in the morning and do PE - well, it looks like it isn't worth it so I'll just come at r 5:30 for the Acting and Improvisation, not too bad. :/
Still, not that it matters to you but I assume it would want to keep your site professional I'm a bit upset about not taking your Voice for the Actor class, in fact, because I mean it would be fun for me and when I texted my mom about maybe just dropping PE she didn't text me back. She and my dad have been out, too, and my therapist appointment is canceled. I noticed some suspicious things in Orlando. These are things I would have noticed before, but I've been here for so long. I mean, most people don't move 3 times.
The homework I found out about in the Voice for the Actor class does sound like fun, but at least I'll have a slow start getting back in the world, which I don't need. *** What happened was I looked for classes on my Blackberry, and it didn't work! Valencia didn't have them up in November. I subconsciously decided not to take class because there was no reason to and I probably wouldn't think about anything. For some reason, I wanted to when I saw you were teaching the regular classes. I didn't have a physical grasp as to why, though. (cont.) Something just pervaded the atmosphere... So, I decided to try to sign up before and they aren't always full. Oh, by the way, I found out it's illegal to sit in a class without paying, but I kinda don't believe I have to listen because they wouldn't show me the written documentation and I therefore do not have to look it up.. Just got back, microwaving some old food and have cooked vegetable greens. I had a bad day, so I think that this is definitely a mistake that I cannot technically be enrolled in all 3 of your classes. It's a "detriment" against myself. Someday, someone will try to do something like this that matters and they'll find it doesn't matter. ,:[ I'm just saying something interesting, please don't get mad at me and say I'm like being harsh. I see in your classes no one is serious nor interested in having a good time and letting others do what they want, so I hope me talking about my personal life on a "social" networking site is okay as I see no sign. This is 2012! Everyone is treating people like they cannot express themselves, like making them feel like they don't want to be white racially and that they aren't like that. ,:[ I just noticed a little note from my mom, realized my parents don't think I'm that good and are at me for their mistakes. I was feeling bad before, mad yesterday, and getting madder now, don't think I can recover. Obviously, your class is well-provisioned with your accomplished nature. I'm not sad. }:[ I think my dad might pretend to be upset my mom took me out. He himself didn't tell me in person. He let me in and then took me out before drop date. He thinks that he means something. ! Hmph, I don't care if I'm not enrolled in your 3 classes because it's my parents's fault. No, for some strange reason, I did not look at Valencia until the last minute, and I didn't know about the financial aid and Florida residency. They took away my Florida residency! Now, I have another school to sue. Oh, and my mom just got home and seems upset about something that happened to me. Ah, who cares! I bet it does have an effect. Valencia will care someday, if it still exists.
Still, not that it matters to you but I assume it would want to keep your site professional I'm a bit upset about not taking your Voice for the Actor class, in fact, because I mean it would be fun for me and when I texted my mom about maybe just dropping PE she didn't text me back. She and my dad have been out, too, and my therapist appointment is canceled. I noticed some suspicious things in Orlando. These are things I would have noticed before, but I've been here for so long. I mean, most people don't move 3 times.
The homework I found out about in the Voice for the Actor class does sound like fun, but at least I'll have a slow start getting back in the world, which I don't need. *** What happened was I looked for classes on my Blackberry, and it didn't work! Valencia didn't have them up in November. I subconsciously decided not to take class because there was no reason to and I probably wouldn't think about anything. For some reason, I wanted to when I saw you were teaching the regular classes. I didn't have a physical grasp as to why, though. (cont.) Something just pervaded the atmosphere... So, I decided to try to sign up before and they aren't always full. Oh, by the way, I found out it's illegal to sit in a class without paying, but I kinda don't believe I have to listen because they wouldn't show me the written documentation and I therefore do not have to look it up.. Just got back, microwaving some old food and have cooked vegetable greens. I had a bad day, so I think that this is definitely a mistake that I cannot technically be enrolled in all 3 of your classes. It's a "detriment" against myself. Someday, someone will try to do something like this that matters and they'll find it doesn't matter. ,:[ I'm just saying something interesting, please don't get mad at me and say I'm like being harsh. I see in your classes no one is serious nor interested in having a good time and letting others do what they want, so I hope me talking about my personal life on a "social" networking site is okay as I see no sign. This is 2012! Everyone is treating people like they cannot express themselves, like making them feel like they don't want to be white racially and that they aren't like that. ,:[ I just noticed a little note from my mom, realized my parents don't think I'm that good and are at me for their mistakes. I was feeling bad before, mad yesterday, and getting madder now, don't think I can recover. Obviously, your class is well-provisioned with your accomplished nature. I'm not sad. }:[ I think my dad might pretend to be upset my mom took me out. He himself didn't tell me in person. He let me in and then took me out before drop date. He thinks that he means something. ! Hmph, I don't care if I'm not enrolled in your 3 classes because it's my parents's fault. No, for some strange reason, I did not look at Valencia until the last minute, and I didn't know about the financial aid and Florida residency. They took away my Florida residency! Now, I have another school to sue. Oh, and my mom just got home and seems upset about something that happened to me. Ah, who cares! I bet it does have an effect. Valencia will care someday, if it still exists.
Thoughts
I think there's like a smudge or scratch in my glass I saw before.
So, I'm not gonna act like me getting uppity is a mistake "because I'm not white" BECAUSE I AM MORE WHITER THAN YOU.
Why is it really just okay if you say something bad if it's to flip off another idea? LOOK I DON'T CARE.
Okay, I was in bed. I need to make like a long scarf and attack a stuffed animal at the end. Oh ... So, I was in bed and trying to feel and had to connect myself to experiences and secret messages, and they were plentiful with stops, too. I went to bed, and I must have had an okay sleep. I woke up about 14 hours later (went to bed after I went home and changed and went to the bathroom of course) and my dad was home eating his lunch. I felt bothered, maybe should not have. I broke down because I couldn't feel like before, and it rather upsets me when bozos do this or whatever. So, I looked really pretty
hen I woke up. I took a picture and recorded myself singing a theater song before. Anyway, so, I went to bed finally, a bit more easily and had a bad dream of a fat woman, supposedly Ginny Kopf, not realizing all the while she's much fatter, like my therapist, a small|part Italian I know from Miami, supposedly, rather plain. (Sounds suspicious for Orlando.) I don't know why, but I got a therapist after I started cursing on my blog, probably would get 1 anyway I just realized, which doesn't really tell me anything. I mean, I still got 1, and the experience, while good, seemed to have a negative effect, though I still actually want to see her if I'm not too tired. I mean, if my classes aren't dropped I can still sleep all day since weight training is cancelled. Not sure if weight training at that time was a good idea, but it's in the morning. I was gonna do homework all day but realized I'm sick. I only have classes twice a week. So, yea, I kept trying to literally ending up fantasizing that this fat woman with supposedly California heritage like with Helena Bonham Carter's dad being English affecting me while I was imagining that she wanted to carry me for some reason, in ways to be nice but never really "doing it." It was sorta tacky. Anyway, so I found my brother was home somehow eventually, sorta a dark scene like a TV and microwave, small, neat maybe Orlando-style house. He was watching TV, maybe getting secret popcorn, maybe actually had video games rather than PC games. So, I crept to a back porch, which I guess ... oh, there was a like ridge but no fence like "our old house" had. I saw from before too a house with a dark blue wall and a TV and a kinda like Chinese-hyped up boy in it I couldn't see, probably thinking or like saying "you'll be sorry." So, then I heard something about "feet" but just got the message, didn't hear anything. I saw above me a spectre, a large white bird with maybe yellow tips and a yellow crest! I wanted it to come and it came in sync. I held it. At college, I was the only 1 who picked up the chinchilla, and the leash choked it as I brought it to me. "I choked the chinchilla." So, like it's claws were a great stress and it's beak could also stressfully snap me. Somehow, I guess it turned into a porch and I locked it out and didn't realize what it was but was like stapling a tent opening together so it wouldn't escape. My mom got a little bird cage, it it was depressingly small and it about squeezed out. We tried to pour it into the dog cage, but it seemed it would get out. I think the lady came back, and then I felt stimulated like what California supposedly does and I supposedly don't. So, I woke up looking like a nigger with a tight face but round eyes. I blame my dad. I said I was so upset. Yesterday, I got upset when the weight class didn't start until February, thought my parents did it. Guess it's a Valencia precaution but you know not really. That's what bothers me. So, I pretty much let out and felt ill toward my dad. I was uppity with the people I spoke with. I attacked a black, fat lady for lying to me. I said okay to the dean for the rules she spouted but asked for proof. Also, my mom didn't text me back about the classes, so I don't know what she did. I forgot to tell her I'm not allowed to stay in the classes I don't pay for. So, if I stay, I won't be in Voice for the Actor. Also, I counted recently and came to the realization it'd be an issue that I'd be exactly ½ the teacher's age as the semester ends. Didn't bother counting and don't know her birth year but that unless she graduated early it's 1958. Also, I don't care what my dad thinks about his mom, that he has to punish me "for being a nigger" like thems. There's nothing wrong with being assertive and mad when someone attacks you. What if they didn't? Well, er, then no one could be mad like them. That's that. And, no, I'm not a nigger to say that means I think that what I do in relation to my mom doesn't matter because other people think I don't matter and that I shouldn't think I do. That's just bs of them saying maybe if something is harmful it's strict. I said that before I think that means|= mental disease. So, yes, the er dream was really bad and long. I was relieved to wake up and find that it wasn't Ginny Kopf but in a way it seems like the people we've been with matter. Oh, also, my dad called my mom a nigger but not literally because of the STUPID "baby jew" thing, what an idiot, what a worthless piece of shit. He's just a stupid pos. He's just going for "the most." Why is he even talking to me? He must be stupid. I don't have to have anything to do with his fat kind of ***. Hey, look, I got mad, again, and it's also something I just addressed. It's not the best idea, but I don't believe curse words are bad. SO GO TO HELL NIGGA. ':0 I don't try to offend people, but some people are just offensive creatures. That doesn't really need to pertain to "any solid thing" I just did because I'm not from California. I just realized L.A. is tacky. I don't like N.Y.C. It's just niggers. I just realized that people think that ... wait I got another insulting message about someone I care about. YOU DON'T MATTER. YOU'RE A MISTAKE. I realized I know that people calculate the wrong things and assume I'm wrong. I realized people think I don't matter, though I know in the end they think so. They think that I'm just not good enough. I think they're wrong, and I don't believe in pretending. That idea had some punch but time to eat nigger. Oh and I guess I just got mad about protecting someone. Um, I was mad because it's not funny. It seems everyone matters. Don't worry, I still care. About your logic. But I don't like the negative idea! WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU NIGGER. You're the 1 who thinks cursing is exciting. I also realized that Nell Burton has to have the fantasies of Nell Burton, but I don't agree because Tim Burton said it and he doesn't have to and he's a nigger to me already. :p Because he's torturing his daughter.
So, I'm not gonna act like me getting uppity is a mistake "because I'm not white" BECAUSE I AM MORE WHITER THAN YOU.
Why is it really just okay if you say something bad if it's to flip off another idea? LOOK I DON'T CARE.
Okay, I was in bed. I need to make like a long scarf and attack a stuffed animal at the end. Oh ... So, I was in bed and trying to feel and had to connect myself to experiences and secret messages, and they were plentiful with stops, too. I went to bed, and I must have had an okay sleep. I woke up about 14 hours later (went to bed after I went home and changed and went to the bathroom of course) and my dad was home eating his lunch. I felt bothered, maybe should not have. I broke down because I couldn't feel like before, and it rather upsets me when bozos do this or whatever. So, I looked really pretty
hen I woke up. I took a picture and recorded myself singing a theater song before. Anyway, so, I went to bed finally, a bit more easily and had a bad dream of a fat woman, supposedly Ginny Kopf, not realizing all the while she's much fatter, like my therapist, a small|part Italian I know from Miami, supposedly, rather plain. (Sounds suspicious for Orlando.) I don't know why, but I got a therapist after I started cursing on my blog, probably would get 1 anyway I just realized, which doesn't really tell me anything. I mean, I still got 1, and the experience, while good, seemed to have a negative effect, though I still actually want to see her if I'm not too tired. I mean, if my classes aren't dropped I can still sleep all day since weight training is cancelled. Not sure if weight training at that time was a good idea, but it's in the morning. I was gonna do homework all day but realized I'm sick. I only have classes twice a week. So, yea, I kept trying to literally ending up fantasizing that this fat woman with supposedly California heritage like with Helena Bonham Carter's dad being English affecting me while I was imagining that she wanted to carry me for some reason, in ways to be nice but never really "doing it." It was sorta tacky. Anyway, so I found my brother was home somehow eventually, sorta a dark scene like a TV and microwave, small, neat maybe Orlando-style house. He was watching TV, maybe getting secret popcorn, maybe actually had video games rather than PC games. So, I crept to a back porch, which I guess ... oh, there was a like ridge but no fence like "our old house" had. I saw from before too a house with a dark blue wall and a TV and a kinda like Chinese-hyped up boy in it I couldn't see, probably thinking or like saying "you'll be sorry." So, then I heard something about "feet" but just got the message, didn't hear anything. I saw above me a spectre, a large white bird with maybe yellow tips and a yellow crest! I wanted it to come and it came in sync. I held it. At college, I was the only 1 who picked up the chinchilla, and the leash choked it as I brought it to me. "I choked the chinchilla." So, like it's claws were a great stress and it's beak could also stressfully snap me. Somehow, I guess it turned into a porch and I locked it out and didn't realize what it was but was like stapling a tent opening together so it wouldn't escape. My mom got a little bird cage, it it was depressingly small and it about squeezed out. We tried to pour it into the dog cage, but it seemed it would get out. I think the lady came back, and then I felt stimulated like what California supposedly does and I supposedly don't. So, I woke up looking like a nigger with a tight face but round eyes. I blame my dad. I said I was so upset. Yesterday, I got upset when the weight class didn't start until February, thought my parents did it. Guess it's a Valencia precaution but you know not really. That's what bothers me. So, I pretty much let out and felt ill toward my dad. I was uppity with the people I spoke with. I attacked a black, fat lady for lying to me. I said okay to the dean for the rules she spouted but asked for proof. Also, my mom didn't text me back about the classes, so I don't know what she did. I forgot to tell her I'm not allowed to stay in the classes I don't pay for. So, if I stay, I won't be in Voice for the Actor. Also, I counted recently and came to the realization it'd be an issue that I'd be exactly ½ the teacher's age as the semester ends. Didn't bother counting and don't know her birth year but that unless she graduated early it's 1958. Also, I don't care what my dad thinks about his mom, that he has to punish me "for being a nigger" like thems. There's nothing wrong with being assertive and mad when someone attacks you. What if they didn't? Well, er, then no one could be mad like them. That's that. And, no, I'm not a nigger to say that means I think that what I do in relation to my mom doesn't matter because other people think I don't matter and that I shouldn't think I do. That's just bs of them saying maybe if something is harmful it's strict. I said that before I think that means|= mental disease. So, yes, the er dream was really bad and long. I was relieved to wake up and find that it wasn't Ginny Kopf but in a way it seems like the people we've been with matter. Oh, also, my dad called my mom a nigger but not literally because of the STUPID "baby jew" thing, what an idiot, what a worthless piece of shit. He's just a stupid pos. He's just going for "the most." Why is he even talking to me? He must be stupid. I don't have to have anything to do with his fat kind of ***. Hey, look, I got mad, again, and it's also something I just addressed. It's not the best idea, but I don't believe curse words are bad. SO GO TO HELL NIGGA. ':0 I don't try to offend people, but some people are just offensive creatures. That doesn't really need to pertain to "any solid thing" I just did because I'm not from California. I just realized L.A. is tacky. I don't like N.Y.C. It's just niggers. I just realized that people think that ... wait I got another insulting message about someone I care about. YOU DON'T MATTER. YOU'RE A MISTAKE. I realized I know that people calculate the wrong things and assume I'm wrong. I realized people think I don't matter, though I know in the end they think so. They think that I'm just not good enough. I think they're wrong, and I don't believe in pretending. That idea had some punch but time to eat nigger. Oh and I guess I just got mad about protecting someone. Um, I was mad because it's not funny. It seems everyone matters. Don't worry, I still care. About your logic. But I don't like the negative idea! WTF IS YOUR PROBLEM YOU NIGGER. You're the 1 who thinks cursing is exciting. I also realized that Nell Burton has to have the fantasies of Nell Burton, but I don't agree because Tim Burton said it and he doesn't have to and he's a nigger to me already. :p Because he's torturing his daughter.
Animals,
Dad,
Dreams,
Education,
Finance,
Food,
Ghosts,
Ginny Kopf,
Helena Bonham Carter,
Mom,
Nell Burton,
Places,
Race,
Tim Burton,
TV
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
How I’m Feeling
It’s hard to keep my eyes like sorta calm, and my head is swelling. I have to make a quick call to Lynx and probably get a note from Student Services, but I’m cracking up in the library.
Problems
I just got really mad. I found the Weight Training class doesn’t really start until the beginning of February, but it doesn’t tell you it’s a Flex Start course.
I’m tired, but it’s like last week I knew I shouldn’t have gone to sleep and could attend these classes. Well, it proves true to a point. I should have slept but for some reason wasn’t like ready for class.
So, I finished my homework for now, probably should wait for teacher instruction. I mean, I might end up doing extra work.
I guess I’m upset because I found that I was charged twice as much money because I haven’t been in school and was taken out as a Florida resident and people think that means something. Well, my parents aren’t paying. I said I’ll probably get refunded. So, I have to do something new to my FAFSA but wasn’t actually notified.
Ready
I'm all ready for tomorrow. Have to do homework at school, but it's not much, this time, maybe because of drop date, though it's too late to add classes after the 1st day technically starts.
So, 1st day, I guess I was lying down, hadn't slept lately, had been walking around as usual. 2nd day, was about and packed in the last hour and wasn't ready and apparently when I was in the bathroom the cab didn't knock loudly. Plus, they came earlier than usual, usually come very late. So, tonight, I'm ready, have slept like 20 hours 1 day and recently woke up around like 3:30 P.M., so. I'm bringing my alarm to school and laying on the grass or something or somewhere. No one has stopped me. I mean, maybe there's a place somewhere, even a sick room. There has to be, as long as the police don't keep track of me. I have to return a book and possibly buy a new 1.
Also, my dad got me an all hot pink big Jansport backpack, a brand that's been popular since I remember getting bigger backpacks, though I used to like backpacks with compartments when I was a big younger.
I think it was considered selfish, but I mean it's just a good brand. It has plain designs. It has very good pockets, very very good, and I see now very very good straps. My mom and brother tried to sell some backpack stuff for the strapping, Strap-It, that goes across the front of your waist. Also, I have a perfect black gym bag from Sports Authority, where I got the backpack, which they aren't sold as rampantly, anymore. I just realized when my ankle is better I might need to bring a towel, though I wasn't exactly sure I'd be taking a shower. I plan on changing right before class. The bag was $25, and I'm returning some shoes for that much where the sizes weren't the same. I don't even really have that many clothes to change into. I don't sweat that much working out on my own, but I don't think I mind being sweaty. :( I even thought I could fit all my stuff in my backpack. I'm used to saving bags. I have 3 ballet bags. 1 has a CD pocket and the other is a sling backpack with something where maybe you can put a CD player, though I realize now we use MP3s. I just realized that. So, my mom got me a neon|lime green lunchbag but returned it since I didn't want it and didn't seee the cancer lunchbags that have been out for maybe over ½ year. So, I have my old, dirty red lunchbag I got for no real reason. I don't know, but I probably would have told my mom to save the green lunchbag. I'm getting a new 1. This 1 is okay, but I mean I could find 1 I really liked, not just 1 that is cute because it's a lunch bag.
So, I have everything all organized easily, not too complicated, a place for everything, even an old Valencia wallet. Well coin purse. My lunch is all ready, and I'm getting the Oreo crumble and after the classes are over I know a snack in a snack machine. I'm bringing dark rye cracker bread (so healthy I presume comes a lot in lite rye for some reason,) bottles of water (a big mesh that fits 1 bottle on my backpack,) some soynuts, a snack bag of mixed, salted nuts (had been having cashews in Orlando,) Clementine with a spoon to open (like a tangerine orange,) fish and Sweet Italian Sausage my dad got (wanted a big dark 1 like a giant Slim Jim,) 3 rather long leaves of lettuce and a stub of a cucumber. I guess the crackers will keep me occupied. I'll be lying in the sun. I packed everything, even my watches. Bringing my alarm. I'm setting 2 alarms tonight. I brought my camera and a little stand, need to ask my dad for a recorder. I see they cost over $50. I know on Thursdays, with the long Improvisation class, that we're supposed to snack in between on bathroom break. Oh, I brought almost a whole pack of female things, will need more for Thursday.
I'm getting weary, hm. I wonder if this is how Ellen DeGeneres feels. I wonder if the teacher has time like to enjoy I guess she has 2 small dogs? Most people have like 1 small dog maybe or maybe even a cat. Cats crawl, though. I guess people teach them to get down.
I'm waiting for my nails to dry, don't really feel like sleeping yet, gonna wind down to my YouTube videos, should lie down. I feel a bit irritated, like filled with hot liquid. Anyone can quell me? Also, I haven't answered all my IMDb stuff.
The reason I didn't sleep last week was because I've slept so much, but I'm tired now, feel more like resting with my nearly broken right ankle. I've been quite up today, though, slept from like 8 or 9 A.M. to 3:30 P.M., + the day before like over 20 hours. Now, I just so want to be ready and sleep. I was in so much pain with my ankle on Saturday afternoon. Then, I woke up and it was Sunday. I slept again on Monday. I haven't been walking, and without my cane my leg starts to hurt.
12:30 A.M. 3½ hours to sleep. Well, maybe in bed for a bit, might get up, might sleep 2 hours. Rr. I feel awake at school but mean like a week is enough, ready to get my sleep. Ow ow ow. I know that when you sleep too much it becomes troublesome. Sometimes, it doesn't work. Sometimes, it's better to last it out. I don't particularly look forward to lying down with the kids going past. I feel a bit beat up from financial aid and have yet more to deal with I fear, after the homework, shouldn't be too hard, neither.
So, 1st day, I guess I was lying down, hadn't slept lately, had been walking around as usual. 2nd day, was about and packed in the last hour and wasn't ready and apparently when I was in the bathroom the cab didn't knock loudly. Plus, they came earlier than usual, usually come very late. So, tonight, I'm ready, have slept like 20 hours 1 day and recently woke up around like 3:30 P.M., so. I'm bringing my alarm to school and laying on the grass or something or somewhere. No one has stopped me. I mean, maybe there's a place somewhere, even a sick room. There has to be, as long as the police don't keep track of me. I have to return a book and possibly buy a new 1.
Also, my dad got me an all hot pink big Jansport backpack, a brand that's been popular since I remember getting bigger backpacks, though I used to like backpacks with compartments when I was a big younger.
I think it was considered selfish, but I mean it's just a good brand. It has plain designs. It has very good pockets, very very good, and I see now very very good straps. My mom and brother tried to sell some backpack stuff for the strapping, Strap-It, that goes across the front of your waist. Also, I have a perfect black gym bag from Sports Authority, where I got the backpack, which they aren't sold as rampantly, anymore. I just realized when my ankle is better I might need to bring a towel, though I wasn't exactly sure I'd be taking a shower. I plan on changing right before class. The bag was $25, and I'm returning some shoes for that much where the sizes weren't the same. I don't even really have that many clothes to change into. I don't sweat that much working out on my own, but I don't think I mind being sweaty. :( I even thought I could fit all my stuff in my backpack. I'm used to saving bags. I have 3 ballet bags. 1 has a CD pocket and the other is a sling backpack with something where maybe you can put a CD player, though I realize now we use MP3s. I just realized that. So, my mom got me a neon|lime green lunchbag but returned it since I didn't want it and didn't seee the cancer lunchbags that have been out for maybe over ½ year. So, I have my old, dirty red lunchbag I got for no real reason. I don't know, but I probably would have told my mom to save the green lunchbag. I'm getting a new 1. This 1 is okay, but I mean I could find 1 I really liked, not just 1 that is cute because it's a lunch bag.
So, I have everything all organized easily, not too complicated, a place for everything, even an old Valencia wallet. Well coin purse. My lunch is all ready, and I'm getting the Oreo crumble and after the classes are over I know a snack in a snack machine. I'm bringing dark rye cracker bread (so healthy I presume comes a lot in lite rye for some reason,) bottles of water (a big mesh that fits 1 bottle on my backpack,) some soynuts, a snack bag of mixed, salted nuts (had been having cashews in Orlando,) Clementine with a spoon to open (like a tangerine orange,) fish and Sweet Italian Sausage my dad got (wanted a big dark 1 like a giant Slim Jim,) 3 rather long leaves of lettuce and a stub of a cucumber. I guess the crackers will keep me occupied. I'll be lying in the sun. I packed everything, even my watches. Bringing my alarm. I'm setting 2 alarms tonight. I brought my camera and a little stand, need to ask my dad for a recorder. I see they cost over $50. I know on Thursdays, with the long Improvisation class, that we're supposed to snack in between on bathroom break. Oh, I brought almost a whole pack of female things, will need more for Thursday.
I'm getting weary, hm. I wonder if this is how Ellen DeGeneres feels. I wonder if the teacher has time like to enjoy I guess she has 2 small dogs? Most people have like 1 small dog maybe or maybe even a cat. Cats crawl, though. I guess people teach them to get down.
I'm waiting for my nails to dry, don't really feel like sleeping yet, gonna wind down to my YouTube videos, should lie down. I feel a bit irritated, like filled with hot liquid. Anyone can quell me? Also, I haven't answered all my IMDb stuff.
The reason I didn't sleep last week was because I've slept so much, but I'm tired now, feel more like resting with my nearly broken right ankle. I've been quite up today, though, slept from like 8 or 9 A.M. to 3:30 P.M., + the day before like over 20 hours. Now, I just so want to be ready and sleep. I was in so much pain with my ankle on Saturday afternoon. Then, I woke up and it was Sunday. I slept again on Monday. I haven't been walking, and without my cane my leg starts to hurt.
12:30 A.M. 3½ hours to sleep. Well, maybe in bed for a bit, might get up, might sleep 2 hours. Rr. I feel awake at school but mean like a week is enough, ready to get my sleep. Ow ow ow. I know that when you sleep too much it becomes troublesome. Sometimes, it doesn't work. Sometimes, it's better to last it out. I don't particularly look forward to lying down with the kids going past. I feel a bit beat up from financial aid and have yet more to deal with I fear, after the homework, shouldn't be too hard, neither.
Monday, January 14, 2013
Facebook Post
So, Ginny, I was wondering, something I've never talked to anyone about before ... when I was younger, I was under the belief I could mimic any singing, anything. I think it went away. My dad knew I was a brilliant vocalist. So, the thing about it is the eminent danger that you can't really do what you want and that people try to control you, and my dad said it was really dangerous. I was 19. =D Remember those days, when things were still real? Like, the world mattered so much, every little thing, every business aspect so minutely, the utter sheer value of any talent that exists that is genuine. It probably rings a bell to classical literature the way I'm speaking. Speaking of which, in singing there's a word in German for something like sing speaking, like spreksteem or something. In college, we learned gestalt, and I found it in the dictionary, which means something that encompasses a whole idea of a lot of little things.
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
My Day So Far
I went to tennis. Health, 2 hours, with exercise, is full. A big, bright-haired theatre girl from Chicago was in the car, and I talked the whole time, had class with Ginny. Got $50 of supplies. Phone running out some..
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Problem
Now, my left eye|s are getting blurry because of my ear and the stress. It's like having a headache with the stress, but the inside of my head doesn't ache.
Also, I need a gym bag so maybe may not work out today. I'm not really looking forward to staying around all day today. I might have to go back Wednesday with money for books. I don't have a lunch bag but want the cancer 1 at Publix, though for some reason I don't think my dad got it if he was there. My food is not perfect because my dad went to Costco. I feel like I can't sense my environment and am a bit bewildered at my eyes. I'm tired and guess I won't get much sleep, have to dry my hair and then I guess just pack up my makeup and go.
Also, I need a gym bag so maybe may not work out today. I'm not really looking forward to staying around all day today. I might have to go back Wednesday with money for books. I don't have a lunch bag but want the cancer 1 at Publix, though for some reason I don't think my dad got it if he was there. My food is not perfect because my dad went to Costco. I feel like I can't sense my environment and am a bit bewildered at my eyes. I'm tired and guess I won't get much sleep, have to dry my hair and then I guess just pack up my makeup and go.
Problem
I left my Debrox open.. it was leaning over and I thought the top was on! It was stuck in a crevice I noticed. It made a loud noise, and my ear has a pimple, can itch, feels like stingy, and is plugged. I may have to go to the doctor. It feels like this ear, my left ear, is getting bigger. I felt normal, before, though. It just feels more plugged now. I used the better earplugs when I took my bath.
So, I guess I'll just have a nap or no nap and sleep at school. My mom said to use the gym, myself. I mean, I can sleep on the bench and probably will wake up by myself. I need a louder alarm, too.
I had a funny feeling about why my ear plugged up. It feels like I can only hear through 1 ear! Too bad about the pimple, but right away I change my ear plugs each day.
I have to cook my fish, pack the crackers and veggies, pack the money, hm no paper and pen.. Also, my dad didn't get me a recording device. =[ I also don't have money for it. I have my camera, but it won't stay on that long, I know. D; I mean, no, I'm not gonna listen to the class alone. I was gonna use it if I needed it. It's hard to think with my ear plugged, too. My wounds are getting better but still sting. I'm feeling more put together with something to look forward to and a nice teacher.. In the summer, not sure if she's teaching, probably, but I want to do tennis, and organ..
So, I guess I'll just have a nap or no nap and sleep at school. My mom said to use the gym, myself. I mean, I can sleep on the bench and probably will wake up by myself. I need a louder alarm, too.
I had a funny feeling about why my ear plugged up. It feels like I can only hear through 1 ear! Too bad about the pimple, but right away I change my ear plugs each day.
I have to cook my fish, pack the crackers and veggies, pack the money, hm no paper and pen.. Also, my dad didn't get me a recording device. =[ I also don't have money for it. I have my camera, but it won't stay on that long, I know. D; I mean, no, I'm not gonna listen to the class alone. I was gonna use it if I needed it. It's hard to think with my ear plugged, too. My wounds are getting better but still sting. I'm feeling more put together with something to look forward to and a nice teacher.. In the summer, not sure if she's teaching, probably, but I want to do tennis, and organ..
Monday, January 7, 2013
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