What People Do and Don't Do

My old organ teacher didn't act important but is old-fashioned European in church music.  Do you know anything about "what" I don't do?

Hey, what's so good about ************?  Doesn't that just ruin you?  You don't need it to look up to people for saying they love you for rules.  You know, you can't sit there and fuss f*** about shit.  That's bullshit.  I'm allowed to say this because I'm good.  Bad people don't need special rules.  I don't give a f*** about people from the country in Pennsylvania, they're niggers.

What the fuck?  Why should we let all these people born in 1958 be famous and giving if they just want to f*** in the end?  No one has to kill themselves.  You can't say that the f*** you did was right before and that you have to follow it.  I don't play around with things like this.  It's some thing that you're not supposed to want to do.

Mad?

So, I wonder if my old choir director thinks her attitude is right, racially.  Maybe, I was supposed to wear makeup like a woman.  No clothes in stupid goddanged NEW OLREANS ,:p

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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. 1^st 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;

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I met someone in Slidell who wanted it to say Doctor of Drums. I think there's a cc here with organ, but I take other arts classes at the other 1, 1 from a theater teacher on my fb and decided to start ballet 1 in the summer. :)

Dreams

It's hard to remember my 1st dream.  Oh, yes, I thought my old choir director, Mrs. Campo, was murdered.  It was my fault, somehow, I guess because I'm indian.  So, I found her, and she was carrying me quite a lot with my hurt ankle.  It was interesting how I connected.  Before, Ellen DeGeneres was carrying me with my hurt ankle and I was thinking about being rubbed.  There was another dream where I was trying to **********.  My dad's youngest sister and little girl cousin, the aunt told me to be more comfortable in the bathroom.  When I went in the bathtub, I looked from behind the curtains and the light was on and she had come in then left.  The next dream, I was on a long long walking bridge, strong, like a dream.  I remember there were 3 boys, 1 maybe his name started with a Z.  1 was Tim Burton's son.  I talked to him, and he was really nice and cute.  He was small with dark hair.  I was with several adults.  I know Helena Bonham Carter was there, and she was taller than me by several inches and more rotund and healthy.  I got up thinking I wanted to put how her round, chubby daughter squaked as she picked her up.  After awhile, I said she was the most European person here and went up to her and maybe or probably started to put my arm around her.  I guess she was putting her arm around me and stuff for a long time, with my hurt ankle, which isn't really hurt now, and in different ways.  For some reason, I was thinking of old movies like Singing in the Rain or An American in Paris, which I thought of seeing Mary Poppins yesterday.  Eventually, she picked me up because of my ankle, for a long time.  I made a strong connection with her dad being all English and then with the rest of her race being Spanish and Jewish.  I'm not sure what was most memorable.  I guess my hurt ankle and seeing her as most European.  I did see maybe an all English blonde with slick hair, and I guess for some reason it didn't matter to me.  ***  So, I guess you can imagine how it was.  I don't remember all the details.  I guess I felt kinda knocked out a bit but nothing really bad, like I went in and wasn't afraid to process things.  Before, I think I felt a bit worn and unable to experience.  This time, I was kinda not fully developed, still.  When I was looking to see if she was murdered, it was very depressing and something I had to accept.  I was worried that it had to do with me not stopping it and causing it.  It was sorta a dark, trashy, more sharp slum area, more orangey and like with slits of other things.  The bridge was big, like an old dream, and weighted down, quite a lot, though it didn't seem to affect me as much as it could, like I was dead in a way partly.  It was a thick bridge.  We were sitting on the side.  There were like maybe 3 wires and a window with cement on the outside.  It was very strong, like a building or street, very thick, seemed so stable but uh-oh not really invincible.  So, Helena Bonham Carter was wearing a dress, which was maybe was like brownish with certain colors like orange or blue or green.  So, Helena Bonham Carter was saying "David" because her dad is all English a few times.  Also, I went in the bathroom to lock the door.  I can't even close my garage door because of a chord in the way.  I guess with the choir director we were down in a low area that was kinda yellowy-orangey-maybe gray.  I had told someone about a Cathedral that seemed good but not the best, you know 1 of 3.

Dream

I was standing in line to package some things, and there were about 3 people working, 1 my old choir director and organ teacher.  Someone filed to the other person knowing I wanted the teacher.  At the last moment, I addressed it, which was to her, maybe did it ... well, there were like a thick sorta bunched up package, a box, and maybe a blank more medium-big thick, white, rather plain envelope.  I think the tape was over the home address.  So, she left, had to, something to do with dying.