Showing posts with label Genetics and Psychiatry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Genetics and Psychiatry. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Dream

The complex rhythm was like every movement was so intricately connected to one another.  My younger aunt stretched her face, and her nose got small, and she thought it was like mine, but I said it was the proportions.  She was smiling opening her mouth like yea.

Speaking of my Genetics tag, when I moved to Orlando, on TV they had this lady on a green and black grid, like green glow lines, and they had a joke of like a baby that got big and taken out and grew to be superhuman and only the mom was a certain size.  I could never remember what was going on in different things.

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres is an enigma.  I wanted my nose to be more stocky, but now it flares out.  I think you could make anyone's nose flare out.  No one cares about other races, like that.  We're all born, and we're treated unfairly.  I shouldn't have to connect with my dad more than other people, in ways I don't like.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Who You're Born to Be

Do you believe people are born not to be who they want to be, like they have to be like a parent's race or personal qualities, which are unideal, like they won't be the 1 who stands out in the way they truly desire?  Like, you just want it to be there and you also want the real experience.  Things are not as they seem.  A lot of problems come up because of it, and no one cares.

My Color

People seem to test me for my color.  Like, I'm afraid to tan.  Like, my face isn't tanning, anymore.

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Oh Where Is My Hair

They used to sell Radiant Red for lighter shades of red, and my hair is now dark red in the bathroom.

Not a Fair Lady

So, my skin was never pink.  I mean sometimes when I came home from college it could have been....

My hair was medium brown as a baby but not like creamy and always like that.  Like, maybe at at least 1 point I think of now, well then there's another where it was a darker medium brown.  Then, it was so black and straight.  People with white hair thought I was their like partner in crime on opposing sides.  My eyes were dark.

I'm not sure why people don't like dark features.  So many very romantic people are just light.