Friday, July 25, 2014
Should I Be Sentenced?
I get weird fake thoughts cuz people never stop irritating me. I never mean it, but I mean, I didn't do this before. Thanks, a lot!
TV
Forensic Files
A guy was laughing about his murders and they sentenced him to death. He killed for money. Most people get like 70 years in prison or something or possibly "lifetime" in prison.
A guy was laughing about his murders and they sentenced him to death. He killed for money. Most people get like 70 years in prison or something or possibly "lifetime" in prison.
Me Clawooths (Clothes)
I'm getting a 4th pair of black pants.
I'm getting 4 polo shirts: darker hot pink, aqua blue, yellow, and purple.
I'm getting a blazer to go over it.
The total is $60, affordable!
--
I'm also getting a hamster, which will be about that much money, too, maybe before I get the clothes.
I want to wear clothes like this to college cuz they don't seem to require ironing, for if I'm in a dorm, esp. It just seems nice. I did want a neon green polo, maybe later? These colors are nice, too. I don't own a black blazer. It seems more discreet.
I'm getting 4 polo shirts: darker hot pink, aqua blue, yellow, and purple.
I'm getting a blazer to go over it.
The total is $60, affordable!
--
I'm also getting a hamster, which will be about that much money, too, maybe before I get the clothes.
I want to wear clothes like this to college cuz they don't seem to require ironing, for if I'm in a dorm, esp. It just seems nice. I did want a neon green polo, maybe later? These colors are nice, too. I don't own a black blazer. It seems more discreet.
Stories
Spoilers - It's about where I used to live, the oldest city in the U.S. I lived there at age 9-11. I know people who've lived there longer, but they don't talk to me.
There was a beautiful girl by the name Rosetta who was only 9. In some ways she was a late bloomer, in many ways not. She lived in an old town named Saint Augustine. It was often very hot, as it was in Florida. The year was only the 1900s. She loved visiting the places there. There were 3 museums there. 1 was a normal museum, filled with jewels and some old art, along with figurines and a room full of music boxes. The 2nd was a wacked museum that showed, however, even things fascinating such as hanging planes, which held her interest each time they went. Mostly, there were bizarre and freakish things here. She lived closeby, as well. She actually lived on the bay, about, about as close as 1 could imagine getting to it at where she was. The 3rd was about the 3rd freakiest thing in the town.. there being a picture show featuring the death of a young Spanish girl in dark hair, like everyone else in her family. There was also a ghost face in the tile of a large, old hotel. Then, there were the ghost stories. Anyway, the 3rd place was a museum of historical figures of wax which featured things that scared her. Life was all comfits and such. It was closeby her church, where she was in music.
So, 1 day, she was at the bay, and she met a handsome boy named Josh Groban. He wore a dark purple tuxedo, like the color of blood oozing from that of someone who had just died and died a slow, yet unpainful death. She looked past this.. She was being babysat by a girl of 14.. She let go her hand and was allowed to speak to him.
"Who are-"
"I'm Josh, Josh Groban."
"I'm pleased to meet you, sir Josh Groban," she replied.
"I'm quite charmed at you," he bowed low and looked seriously at her and kissed her delicate hand..
"You look like you're from up north!" she shouted and jumped up and down. "Oh, I would LOVE to live in the real woods!"
He said, "Oh, no, I don't live there. I live in town. Things are exciting, and it's me home. I've come here to mentor you in your music, Rosetta.. Now, how old are you?"
"Why, I'm almost precisely 9 1/2," she answered.
"Come, let me escort you to the Cathedral Basilica of which I have heard so much.." he said.
They got in and it was empty. He went to the organ and began to play and told her to sing, "Seek ye 1st.." She did it with a clear tone.
"Why don't you use vibrato!" he said.
"Oh, I can," and she changed and her vibrating worked well enough.
"You are a gifted singer," he said. "Now, may I hear you play?"
She picked up a violin and began to play a simple Concerto by Bach.
"Very good," he replied. "By the way, what do you wear to church?" he asked.
"I wear, you know, like a plaid dress or 1 with small dots even," she replied rather confidently.
So, in rushed another girl with yellow hair and said, "Christina! I mean Rosetta!" Rosetta picked her up, a darling of about 4 1/2. She had curls at the end and smiled at Josh.
"Hey there, cutie," he said. "What do you do here?"
"I'm too young, but I play piano," she said.
They sat her down, and she played "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" quickly.
They both clapped.
---
Another day, another girl. This girl was tall and serious and 12 years old. She also did music at the big church. She had straight dark hair and a long and thin face. Her eyes were gray..
"Hello," Josh said, "And may I have the pleasure of intriducing myself. I go around and meet people in this here city."
"Oh!" said the girl, whose name was Raven.
"Please," he said, "Let me see the bizarre.."
"Okay.." she said.
They went in and Josh couldn't handle himself it was so bizarre and quaint like the early times when people discovered a strange and new land.
---
A girl named Elizabeth sat on the bank with other people, a little girl by her and also other younger girls. She looked blissfully off, bowing her head.
There was a beautiful girl by the name Rosetta who was only 9. In some ways she was a late bloomer, in many ways not. She lived in an old town named Saint Augustine. It was often very hot, as it was in Florida. The year was only the 1900s. She loved visiting the places there. There were 3 museums there. 1 was a normal museum, filled with jewels and some old art, along with figurines and a room full of music boxes. The 2nd was a wacked museum that showed, however, even things fascinating such as hanging planes, which held her interest each time they went. Mostly, there were bizarre and freakish things here. She lived closeby, as well. She actually lived on the bay, about, about as close as 1 could imagine getting to it at where she was. The 3rd was about the 3rd freakiest thing in the town.. there being a picture show featuring the death of a young Spanish girl in dark hair, like everyone else in her family. There was also a ghost face in the tile of a large, old hotel. Then, there were the ghost stories. Anyway, the 3rd place was a museum of historical figures of wax which featured things that scared her. Life was all comfits and such. It was closeby her church, where she was in music.
So, 1 day, she was at the bay, and she met a handsome boy named Josh Groban. He wore a dark purple tuxedo, like the color of blood oozing from that of someone who had just died and died a slow, yet unpainful death. She looked past this.. She was being babysat by a girl of 14.. She let go her hand and was allowed to speak to him.
"Who are-"
"I'm Josh, Josh Groban."
"I'm pleased to meet you, sir Josh Groban," she replied.
"I'm quite charmed at you," he bowed low and looked seriously at her and kissed her delicate hand..
"You look like you're from up north!" she shouted and jumped up and down. "Oh, I would LOVE to live in the real woods!"
He said, "Oh, no, I don't live there. I live in town. Things are exciting, and it's me home. I've come here to mentor you in your music, Rosetta.. Now, how old are you?"
"Why, I'm almost precisely 9 1/2," she answered.
"Come, let me escort you to the Cathedral Basilica of which I have heard so much.." he said.
They got in and it was empty. He went to the organ and began to play and told her to sing, "Seek ye 1st.." She did it with a clear tone.
"Why don't you use vibrato!" he said.
"Oh, I can," and she changed and her vibrating worked well enough.
"You are a gifted singer," he said. "Now, may I hear you play?"
She picked up a violin and began to play a simple Concerto by Bach.
"Very good," he replied. "By the way, what do you wear to church?" he asked.
"I wear, you know, like a plaid dress or 1 with small dots even," she replied rather confidently.
So, in rushed another girl with yellow hair and said, "Christina! I mean Rosetta!" Rosetta picked her up, a darling of about 4 1/2. She had curls at the end and smiled at Josh.
"Hey there, cutie," he said. "What do you do here?"
"I'm too young, but I play piano," she said.
They sat her down, and she played "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" quickly.
They both clapped.
---
Another day, another girl. This girl was tall and serious and 12 years old. She also did music at the big church. She had straight dark hair and a long and thin face. Her eyes were gray..
"Hello," Josh said, "And may I have the pleasure of intriducing myself. I go around and meet people in this here city."
"Oh!" said the girl, whose name was Raven.
"Please," he said, "Let me see the bizarre.."
"Okay.." she said.
They went in and Josh couldn't handle himself it was so bizarre and quaint like the early times when people discovered a strange and new land.
---
A girl named Elizabeth sat on the bank with other people, a little girl by her and also other younger girls. She looked blissfully off, bowing her head.
I heard this was legal.. but undesireable
I am doing it on my blog as opposed to on a Karaoke channel..
This is a bit long-winded, 1/2 hour, though. :(
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I don't know if I will continue. I want to see how I feel or others feel. I could take it down.
This is a bit long-winded, 1/2 hour, though. :(
Online recording software >>
I don't know if I will continue. I want to see how I feel or others feel. I could take it down.
My Sincerest Apology
for my inappropriate, vicious thoughts. I was between kicking the car and feeling surrounded. I feel people've been taking advantage of me, as well. I feel the presence of my voice teacher from last summer.
Problem
You can't say I'm bad and someone else is better. You all just attack me all the time. I don't wanna be judged. There isn't even the need for me to. You would all think so. Why am I wasting my time with you?
Me Singing
2/5 - O Come O Come Emanuel
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2/5 - Jesus Christ Is Risen Today
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1 is missing.
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2/5 - Jesus Christ Is Risen Today
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1 is missing.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Problem
My brother kept making movements while we watched "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" from the 70's if I thought of something good, like denying and threatening me. I thought of those violent thoughts so I would not lose control, but he's being mean to me for that, too, not just pushing on the car with my feet. He wouldn't stop bothering me.
Bible
I prayed in my parents's deluxe bathroom, and later after finishing supper I read the entire book of Esther, which isn't so much. I found a Proverb to go by:
1:30 "...Stupid people are destroyed by their own lack of concern."
I still don't feel that much better. I feel restless. Maybe, I should keep going through Proverbs at times. I am doing more laundry. My brother is studying, so I don't feel up to dishes right now there.
Just touching the book of Esther, I learned how serious it is to be nice, though life isn't fair.
1:30 "...Stupid people are destroyed by their own lack of concern."
I still don't feel that much better. I feel restless. Maybe, I should keep going through Proverbs at times. I am doing more laundry. My brother is studying, so I don't feel up to dishes right now there.
Just touching the book of Esther, I learned how serious it is to be nice, though life isn't fair.
I found
Johnny Depp wants his fans to be bad popular people and wants to say that people like me are Chinese when they are 1/2 European.
Well I'm here
and nothing interesting on my Twitter feed but a toddler or young childhood pic of Josh Groban..
I should make an extra effort
to think something else when I get mad and not make loud noises. I'm so sorry. I do think a lesson needs to be learned. It wasn't like I was attacking innocence. It was literally surrounding me constantly, and I couldn't just run to my room whenever someone decides to be mean. Gotta have a word with my oh so enlightened therapist.
I feel..
..no one will understand me because of what I felt. I am away. I really couldn't take it and made some loud noises. I did already ask for help. I didn't get it. So, I just gotta try. My brother kept sending secret threats about my future kids, though. Like, he knew it would be that way. I'm here to say I am not to be poked at like that!
I don't know what I mean.
Someone deserves a big lesson, but I'm sorry of all the thoughts of violence that came to me. Like I say, I was surrounded indefinitely by being attacked through secret messages from others. I actually kicked in the car I felt so bad. Something needs to be done about my parents.
What a Baby
I didn't do anything against Johnny Depp that he did that was innocent. If he hurt me, he hurt me. He is threatening to kill people who stand for me, it seems, in secret message.
Ya'll want me to call the police on ya'll?
Why is everyone rejecting me? Is it that thing with Helena Bonham Carter?
Problem
If I say something about someone who's old enough to be my parent or parental mentor..
I could get hurt.
I must admit Josh Groban, while imperfect he admits as far as emotionally not being too much of a roller coaster..
has made me see the light, though other things probably picked out a feeling.
I could get hurt.
I must admit Josh Groban, while imperfect he admits as far as emotionally not being too much of a roller coaster..
has made me see the light, though other things probably picked out a feeling.
All That
What do you think of Ellen DeGeneres and Johnny Depp? I mean, are they especially kind? You know what I mean.
Story
Khristin was sitting at the edge of the water when Josh Groban came to pick her up and said, "Come on, ye yungun," with her positioned on him as he massaged her back.
Celeste was still at the water with some other girls still left. Josh trusted that there she stay.
"Will ye come up already, it's rather cruel weather for testin' it in the waters," said Celeste. Josh Grboan could like hear her voice it seemed could be a mile away for some reason.. Chubby little Khristin, only 8, ran home. Celeste remembered when she was 8. It wasn't great. She was an artist and met Josh after she started music at 9. It was so hard to get into.
Celeste was dressed in red with white lace like as the undertone. The dress had white lace down the front coming to almost a letter "V." There was lace at her cuffs and under the dress. In her gold hair was a white lace bow. She looked up to see Josh and got up to her red boots. She went to pull up a girl named Bridget who was cold and wet and she was forced to undress her in the 40 degree weather and wrapped a robe around her and took her home.
Celeste went back out and walked by the water. The light was now dimming. She could almost as though feel she was of a distant melody. The little girls went home, and she was stuck alone to wonder about the danger they knew not. People could come from another country and fight. That was partially unlikely in those times. She now stood up. She was well-educated of her ancestors's and other race's pasts and about the idea and evidence of alien life. She walked a ways along the bay herself, for she was 18.
Josh Groban came up to her for serious talk. They exchanged conversation for awhile. In the end he had his arm around her. She just loved it out so dark. She knew nothing could separate them. It was safe.
They walked down quietly for awhile, until they reached a palm tree. Celeste put her hand on it, and Josh looked at it. She felt as though her hand could go right through it. Josh looked concerned, so he picked up Celeste and hugged her. They walked home with his hand around her shoulder.
Back at home, he followed her to her room. He was 30, and she was the youngest 1 in the house. Her sisters were accomplished witches in their 20s. Their names were Alicia and Melanie. Her mother came in and stood at the doorway and asked how they were and went and put her arms around her and whispered to her.
So, Celeste and Josh finished the night playing Campus Monopoly and she dared him to go outside at night with her. They did. They went to a favorite hub on the beach and to a saloon, where she got pizza and a lemonade, whereas he had himself a drink.
Soon, they found a ban of friendly pirates. Josh said he must go, and Celeste being 18 was allowed to go, too, so off they went. There were beds for everyone, and Celeste found a nice cozy loft, where the boy followed. She got some sleep while he stayed up and read something for awhile.
There was a special pirate named Jack Swift. He was so attractive and snazzy. He kept the crew captivated like they didn't know what they were seeing. He was almost like the Candy Man. Everything was good and in check, though, Celeste could see. Josh came and massaged Celeste's shoulder. Jack was very charming to the young girl.. There were wise, fun pirates, as well. Sometimes, they would even play music.
Celeste wondered if a sea storm could swallow them up. So, at the next stop, they got off and paid residence to another town that seemed more festive with a beat. Girls danced in circles and looked very poofed out.
Celeste and Josh found an inn, a creepy 1, but nonetheless it was a place to stay..
So, they wandered off and found themselves in the wild. Josh had a tent and fire spray packed. They found lots of animals and wore protection. They knew all about how wild animals behaved and how to trick them. They met a bright young girl of 15 with yellow hair. She said her name was Sarah and she lived with her Gramma in a small cottage by the creek. They were invited to stay, a familiar abode.
They were getting tired and started to trek back home to catch a boat to their island, as they had not really gone that far.
Celeste was happy to be home, and Josh became interested in Celeste and was allowed to talk with her in her cozy, dreamy, grayish tinted room. They already lived in the same house.
Celeste woke up and went for breakfast and then was off to her school, where Josh started to attend. She loved the homework and the fair environment, where she excelled.
Celeste was still at the water with some other girls still left. Josh trusted that there she stay.
"Will ye come up already, it's rather cruel weather for testin' it in the waters," said Celeste. Josh Grboan could like hear her voice it seemed could be a mile away for some reason.. Chubby little Khristin, only 8, ran home. Celeste remembered when she was 8. It wasn't great. She was an artist and met Josh after she started music at 9. It was so hard to get into.
Celeste was dressed in red with white lace like as the undertone. The dress had white lace down the front coming to almost a letter "V." There was lace at her cuffs and under the dress. In her gold hair was a white lace bow. She looked up to see Josh and got up to her red boots. She went to pull up a girl named Bridget who was cold and wet and she was forced to undress her in the 40 degree weather and wrapped a robe around her and took her home.
Celeste went back out and walked by the water. The light was now dimming. She could almost as though feel she was of a distant melody. The little girls went home, and she was stuck alone to wonder about the danger they knew not. People could come from another country and fight. That was partially unlikely in those times. She now stood up. She was well-educated of her ancestors's and other race's pasts and about the idea and evidence of alien life. She walked a ways along the bay herself, for she was 18.
Josh Groban came up to her for serious talk. They exchanged conversation for awhile. In the end he had his arm around her. She just loved it out so dark. She knew nothing could separate them. It was safe.
They walked down quietly for awhile, until they reached a palm tree. Celeste put her hand on it, and Josh looked at it. She felt as though her hand could go right through it. Josh looked concerned, so he picked up Celeste and hugged her. They walked home with his hand around her shoulder.
Back at home, he followed her to her room. He was 30, and she was the youngest 1 in the house. Her sisters were accomplished witches in their 20s. Their names were Alicia and Melanie. Her mother came in and stood at the doorway and asked how they were and went and put her arms around her and whispered to her.
So, Celeste and Josh finished the night playing Campus Monopoly and she dared him to go outside at night with her. They did. They went to a favorite hub on the beach and to a saloon, where she got pizza and a lemonade, whereas he had himself a drink.
Soon, they found a ban of friendly pirates. Josh said he must go, and Celeste being 18 was allowed to go, too, so off they went. There were beds for everyone, and Celeste found a nice cozy loft, where the boy followed. She got some sleep while he stayed up and read something for awhile.
There was a special pirate named Jack Swift. He was so attractive and snazzy. He kept the crew captivated like they didn't know what they were seeing. He was almost like the Candy Man. Everything was good and in check, though, Celeste could see. Josh came and massaged Celeste's shoulder. Jack was very charming to the young girl.. There were wise, fun pirates, as well. Sometimes, they would even play music.
Celeste wondered if a sea storm could swallow them up. So, at the next stop, they got off and paid residence to another town that seemed more festive with a beat. Girls danced in circles and looked very poofed out.
Celeste and Josh found an inn, a creepy 1, but nonetheless it was a place to stay..
So, they wandered off and found themselves in the wild. Josh had a tent and fire spray packed. They found lots of animals and wore protection. They knew all about how wild animals behaved and how to trick them. They met a bright young girl of 15 with yellow hair. She said her name was Sarah and she lived with her Gramma in a small cottage by the creek. They were invited to stay, a familiar abode.
They were getting tired and started to trek back home to catch a boat to their island, as they had not really gone that far.
Celeste was happy to be home, and Josh became interested in Celeste and was allowed to talk with her in her cozy, dreamy, grayish tinted room. They already lived in the same house.
Celeste woke up and went for breakfast and then was off to her school, where Josh started to attend. She loved the homework and the fair environment, where she excelled.
I looked back
and I noticed I didn't explain this:
"Bella Thorne and|or her generation have not learned any manners. They just smile cute, even when it's sad."
I am joking that all she does is smile.. in a good way, though. Sorry.. I should talk to myself like that more often. I should have said "some people."
"Bella Thorne and|or her generation have not learned any manners. They just smile cute, even when it's sad."
I am joking that all she does is smile.. in a good way, though. Sorry.. I should talk to myself like that more often. I should have said "some people."
So..
..What do we do if we feel surrounded by that which ails and plagues us? I'll try to ignore next time, but punish as you will. I may be upset or ignore it.
Me Singing
2/5- Holy, Holy, Holy
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I'm starting to sound more like Josh Groban sometimes.
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I'm starting to sound more like Josh Groban sometimes.
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Problem
That might be why we never eat out, too, though we seem to get fast food type things a lot more.
I dunno
would I be called stupid to say I wasn't punished by always thinking of Bella Thorne when I look up my favorite Tweeters? Insofar as that is true, don't you think it's just wrong? Don't you know why? Because even if I did get mad, I had a reason, though I was mainly mad at the bad stuff and not just people in general.
Well
The shit blog was just shit.
Also, why does my mouse keep getting the wait symbol from the people experimenting on me now?
Basically, I don't feel up to doing another blog, it's not actually bad in the same way.. I'm a bit tired. So sorry, it's the same kind of thing when I read through it a far as my response goes.
Also, why does my mouse keep getting the wait symbol from the people experimenting on me now?
Basically, I don't feel up to doing another blog, it's not actually bad in the same way.. I'm a bit tired. So sorry, it's the same kind of thing when I read through it a far as my response goes.
Apology
I am sorry it went down that way for you. I didn't mean anything against the girl nor yourself. I just seem sarcastic, see. I think you became upset, though.
Whoops, sorry about the shit blog, too.
Whoops, sorry about the shit blog, too.
Notes on Offensive Things I Felt
"A Kidder
Josh Groban. He'll indicate violent and abusive thoughts. Probably upset about not being all white. LOL, or not all from the European continent. If you think I'm not white, I won't think you're white."
Nothing "literally" wrong with this.
"What on Earth are you admitting to say? You don't seem to have much to say since that girl. She's mean to me. You think I'm shit, anyway? Um, no. Maybe, those I've grown up with are."
This was out of place. If someone else said it, maybe they wouldn't be in trouble.
"What?
What did I say? You're the one who's got nothing to say."
Another twisted meaning.
"Problem
How can I explain what you are or even trust your thinking? You are wrong to always but us about that girl. I won't take the silly excuse I got from people like you anymore."
Just a little rude.
"No
You're treating me like shit, not just being nice to another person."
That was an attempt to quickly describe what my life is like right now.
"I'm simply
not impressed."
Simply not good form, in a rush..
"So
Are you hiding? I haven't said anything offensive.
What do you think about throwing my life down the drain as a figure of speech? Think, "Kwis Tea Naw" .. now I forget."
Rude..
"Quit calling me a nigger."
In response to a Tweet. Guess the word didn't rub off okay.
"It's lame
or something
to talk to Josh Groban. Why? Cuz he's always mad at like the slightest noise of a pin drop."
Too much of a surprise?
"Problem
Are you still talking me down, Mr. Rich?"
Too sarcastic-sounding.
"Well
It is his Twitter. He likes me but keeps slamming me into another girl but acting like I deserved it. WHY! I feel hurt. What if I get cancer?"
Not sure how to say this, but I think it's true.
Josh Groban. He'll indicate violent and abusive thoughts. Probably upset about not being all white. LOL, or not all from the European continent. If you think I'm not white, I won't think you're white."
Nothing "literally" wrong with this.
"What on Earth are you admitting to say? You don't seem to have much to say since that girl. She's mean to me. You think I'm shit, anyway? Um, no. Maybe, those I've grown up with are."
This was out of place. If someone else said it, maybe they wouldn't be in trouble.
"What?
What did I say? You're the one who's got nothing to say."
Another twisted meaning.
"Problem
How can I explain what you are or even trust your thinking? You are wrong to always but us about that girl. I won't take the silly excuse I got from people like you anymore."
Just a little rude.
"No
You're treating me like shit, not just being nice to another person."
That was an attempt to quickly describe what my life is like right now.
"I'm simply
not impressed."
Simply not good form, in a rush..
"So
Are you hiding? I haven't said anything offensive.
What do you think about throwing my life down the drain as a figure of speech? Think, "Kwis Tea Naw" .. now I forget."
Rude..
"Quit calling me a nigger."
In response to a Tweet. Guess the word didn't rub off okay.
"It's lame
or something
to talk to Josh Groban. Why? Cuz he's always mad at like the slightest noise of a pin drop."
Too much of a surprise?
"Problem
Are you still talking me down, Mr. Rich?"
Too sarcastic-sounding.
"Well
It is his Twitter. He likes me but keeps slamming me into another girl but acting like I deserved it. WHY! I feel hurt. What if I get cancer?"
Not sure how to say this, but I think it's true.
It seems..
Bella Thorne and|or her generation have not learned any manners. They just smile cute, even when it's sad.
Because.. everything is about her now as a punishment to me, and she always appears comfortable and confident, but knowing me and I don't feel that good. Maybe, she doesn't own stupid crap and has a clear room, already. I've parted ways with piles to the ceiling of things I didn't even know I had.
I'm not saying to stop, of course, but rather griping about why someone else can't feel that. Perhaps, if we meet someone younger than me they will be a new person "in" my life.
It seems no matter what you do, Bella Thorne will be in the prized position after doing nothing for it compared to, like, me and how I was treated. I will live with that as a complaint. You can't take it down. It's too bad. I mean, you probably don't care, anyway.
Because.. everything is about her now as a punishment to me, and she always appears comfortable and confident, but knowing me and I don't feel that good. Maybe, she doesn't own stupid crap and has a clear room, already. I've parted ways with piles to the ceiling of things I didn't even know I had.
I'm not saying to stop, of course, but rather griping about why someone else can't feel that. Perhaps, if we meet someone younger than me they will be a new person "in" my life.
It seems no matter what you do, Bella Thorne will be in the prized position after doing nothing for it compared to, like, me and how I was treated. I will live with that as a complaint. You can't take it down. It's too bad. I mean, you probably don't care, anyway.
Vocaroo
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Me singing along to a YouTube.
Is this legal??
link
If you never heard it not, it is.. I still don't like it, what shall I do? I need my own site for something.
I wonder if I will take this down. Anyway. it's by David Haas. It's called We Are Called.
It has to be legal.. Anyway, I'm gonna put it on my Twitter and try and Tweet it to Josh Groban. :/ I don't like doing it, but he's making a CD and I wanted to duet with him sometime. He probably doesn't understand how things work. You don't see him singing online each nite like me.
So, is singing along to a legal YouTube okay? Also, this is my blog, not a public website.
2 More
2 More Babies
Josh Groban and Renee Fleming
I miss Renee Fleming's more frequent, interesting posts.
They are sitting there with their hands flaring out all juicy and such and acting like they don't know anything.
Good singing, though?
Josh Groban and Renee Fleming
I miss Renee Fleming's more frequent, interesting posts.
They are sitting there with their hands flaring out all juicy and such and acting like they don't know anything.
Good singing, though?
Watching YouTube
Josh Groban, what makes you think everyone is so bad? You and Sarah Brightman are like babies. You get nervous when you sing (for others..) rather than excited. You get mad on Twitter, and people think you're too good for me. I wonder how that must feel.
I'll tell ya'll what I do. I feel like I'm gonna die AFTER a ^real^ performance.
About being better than others, no, I want other people to feel they are better than me!
I tend to encompass a look and sound of the most basic, typical idea, and people shut up when I sing. Ya'll do all this weird stuff. They all don't get why the Hell you're up there. I like you, though. It's just like when I used to have piano recitals! Sometimes, there were singers and instrumentalists.
I just don't get Josh Groban's insistancies. I used to be considered very perfect, and now I get all these angry Jews at me, Ellen DeGeneres when she's mad in some way and maybe there been others. Bethenny Frankel, Helena Bonham Carter. What is this? I love looking Jewish! I have Jewish blood! I mean, Josh Groban seems to be pretty easy-going. I will admit I admire his intelligence as I do of anyone.
Also, is Sarah Brightman mad about something? She got off Twitter at an interesting time. A bit peculiarly curious.
I'll tell ya'll what I do. I feel like I'm gonna die AFTER a ^real^ performance.
About being better than others, no, I want other people to feel they are better than me!
I tend to encompass a look and sound of the most basic, typical idea, and people shut up when I sing. Ya'll do all this weird stuff. They all don't get why the Hell you're up there. I like you, though. It's just like when I used to have piano recitals! Sometimes, there were singers and instrumentalists.
I just don't get Josh Groban's insistancies. I used to be considered very perfect, and now I get all these angry Jews at me, Ellen DeGeneres when she's mad in some way and maybe there been others. Bethenny Frankel, Helena Bonham Carter. What is this? I love looking Jewish! I have Jewish blood! I mean, Josh Groban seems to be pretty easy-going. I will admit I admire his intelligence as I do of anyone.
Also, is Sarah Brightman mad about something? She got off Twitter at an interesting time. A bit peculiarly curious.
YouTube
Did Ellen DeGeneres make him an "asshole?" (Please don't blow up. This is how I really talk. It doesn't mean what you think. You think everything is bad, for some reason. I'm just asking, unfortunately, cuz it seemed like in some way it hit the truth.) She did a spoof on him singing with her on the show and was like waving her arms behind his back like Celine Dion. They didn't do that to Charlotte Church- Good thing I'm not like them. I'm a more classical singer, too, cuz I did classical piano and like classical music but know Broadway is popular, too.
Ellen is just following the yellow brick road because she finds it her duty to pick on people about 20 years younger and spoil those 40 years younger like they're the age her children would be. Her generation was ***y to my generation as parental figures, so why not us?
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Monday, July 21, 2014
These people..
..seriously hurt me when they're upset. They said my n***** was fake.. They'll keep saying other things.. >:[
Well
Sometimes, she is too nice. It's just really annoying, so I am wondering how I can get out of it.
Everyone
I am not gonna put up with this. I can say if something happened. My parents bother me in their presence!
I'm sorry.
Ellen, what is wrong? I just said what I saw. I think your mom agrees that you are mean to me. Maybe, she doesn't care, though.
Problem
Ellen always does something back at me if she doesn't like the mood I'm in, and what I said wasn't wrong. Now, I am pressured to post my music online, though I do not know if it's legal. I'm not listing it on YouTube, though. BAD Ellen you can't act like you're not old enough to be my parents but you are to someone 10 years younger, which'd put you at middle age with an infant. You seem to bully people if you think they're too old to be your kid, and that's not okay, so you'd better listen. Following you has become something of a chore. I'm sorry if I didn't word it right, but I hope that's okay with anyone. Maybe, next time..
A Bit Mellowed
Sorry I was so strict about what I think Ellen's mom thinks of her, but Ellen does not listen and wants to be mean to people like me. She expressed this on the show, not trying to make up stories about her with this.
Is..
Bella Thorne a permanent fixture insofar as I've been wronged and people don't leave me up there in the rather glorified limelight?
I meant what I said and am not rubbing in something by using the term "permanent fixture." I was using it upon myself, as well, and don't mind it.
To put it in boring words.. if Bella is always considered right, why when I have been wronged and not really done anything by the way am I not treated positively so much all the time?
I mean, Bella is only treated well cuz you think I did something wrong and don't care about my life. You think I did something wrong to her. Well, people have done things wrong to me, and I'm not treated well now.
So, no offense, Bella. I feel the older people have put her in a place in my life where no one should even be. It's not that she shouldn't be in my life. It's not that anyone should be in that place.
I meant what I said and am not rubbing in something by using the term "permanent fixture." I was using it upon myself, as well, and don't mind it.
To put it in boring words.. if Bella is always considered right, why when I have been wronged and not really done anything by the way am I not treated positively so much all the time?
I mean, Bella is only treated well cuz you think I did something wrong and don't care about my life. You think I did something wrong to her. Well, people have done things wrong to me, and I'm not treated well now.
So, no offense, Bella. I feel the older people have put her in a place in my life where no one should even be. It's not that she shouldn't be in my life. It's not that anyone should be in that place.
You
taught those people 6 years younger than me to flaunt that I'm not worth it. With me, you are just strict and boring.
It's true.
Adults thought it was an improvement to make kids feel more self-important than they were.
Do you hate those people born in the 70s and early 80s
who think that they get to be silly about serious things. IT'S MY TURN AND IT'S MY BLOG!
Influence on the World for Greed
I have this teacher who has taught speaking for Orlando characters since hte 80s. She has a dad from Pennsylvania. She is very sarcastic and pleasure-guilty. She rubs in things that no one even notices nor are they supposed to do that, like if you're inhibited. She'll just say, "Yer bad!"
I don't give a lick of shit about Orlando.
They say I'm really amazing but not perfect, as in don't deserve what I want emotionally. How stupid can you be? I am ugly cuza my parents's lifestyles, not because of when I control my life!
The girl didn't
tell anyone to be mean to me.
It's true, though, her attitude. Ya'll are invalids if you just think I'm bad. Ellen deserves to be punished, anyway. Look at her mom. I wasn't even cursing at her unless I did it in a creative way that wasn't exactly it usually or I was crazy heated up cursing about her noises being in my room, the clicks. I'm sorry Ellen, but it's true. Your mom even thinks so. I don't deserve this chaos. I can say what I like without feeling ***, schizo, or held back more! You may disagree, but you're forgetting if I didn't say it we wouldn't know what I wanted to say. How's that? Your mom thinks you need to cool off. I'm not being saracstic nor pretentious. I'm saying you keep being antsy that I need to be hurt emotionally. Now, that's not okay. My mom wants me to learn to deal with it, too. I at least have a freedom of speech, whereas what you do is punishable by the law.
It's true, though, her attitude. Ya'll are invalids if you just think I'm bad. Ellen deserves to be punished, anyway. Look at her mom. I wasn't even cursing at her unless I did it in a creative way that wasn't exactly it usually or I was crazy heated up cursing about her noises being in my room, the clicks. I'm sorry Ellen, but it's true. Your mom even thinks so. I don't deserve this chaos. I can say what I like without feeling ***, schizo, or held back more! You may disagree, but you're forgetting if I didn't say it we wouldn't know what I wanted to say. How's that? Your mom thinks you need to cool off. I'm not being saracstic nor pretentious. I'm saying you keep being antsy that I need to be hurt emotionally. Now, that's not okay. My mom wants me to learn to deal with it, too. I at least have a freedom of speech, whereas what you do is punishable by the law.
Is it selfish..
..when you have too much attention and want others to get none?
That's not what's really happening to me. I think people could just seem to be looking for an excuse. Why do I have to act a certain way to get attention?
That's not what's really happening to me. I think people could just seem to be looking for an excuse. Why do I have to act a certain way to get attention?
OK I admit it. Someone help me.
Someone would turn their back on me and make me feel guilty for reporting that someone was indeed being disgusting by definition. They like that person because of this just to annoy me probably. I don't really enjoy this game.
I didn't post this yet, but my cousin is basically .. considered someone who is more rough, tough, gruff, and fluff. Bella Thorne, like us, is from the same area as Johnny Depp. She's actually worse than my cousin cuz no one corrects her. They don't really tell my cousin no over me, though. The other girl is about 5 years younger than my cousin. See, my family at least knows they are wrong. The rest of the world is in my face and I'm gonna have some fun with it. }:)
I didn't post this yet, but my cousin is basically .. considered someone who is more rough, tough, gruff, and fluff. Bella Thorne, like us, is from the same area as Johnny Depp. She's actually worse than my cousin cuz no one corrects her. They don't really tell my cousin no over me, though. The other girl is about 5 years younger than my cousin. See, my family at least knows they are wrong. The rest of the world is in my face and I'm gonna have some fun with it. }:)
A Bit of Advice I Got
Why would people hurt your feelings only if you are nice to them and like them a lot?
I dunno if it's the answer I'm looking at, but it sure is interesting if people can think things like that.
I dunno if it's the answer I'm looking at, but it sure is interesting if people can think things like that.
Story
There was a maiden of 40 named Ellen. She had a beautiful daughter named Bella Thorne with tight, shiny, curly red locks and crystal blue eyes. She was only 20. Her younger sister Chloe Grace Moretz was 19. The older sister, a maid but also a witch like everyone else, was 30. Chloe liked to play in her dimly lit room with her bluish gray kitten. It was absolutely adorable.
1 of the boys that lived there's name was Josh Groban. He was 35 and had many lovely friends, girls and boys. They were more the candy loving kids, always fooling, but always caring. Chloe came up to him and said she hurt her finger, and he kissed it and it was better. He picked her up and told her a story on his lap with his arms wrapped around her. Now, Christina was watching as their story unfolded.
She sneaked up on her kid sister and said, "Hey, Bella," and tugged at her dance-like outfit.
"What?" she said listlessly and girlishly.
"Let's go spy on Chloe-"
"No!" said Bella.
"Okay, race you to the garden," and she sped out.
She was in the land of flowers. She even thought she heard them talking. Josh Groban was in site.
"Hey," he said, coming down, taking off his hat.
"What?" she said, bemused sprawled out on the flowers. He was a dream to her, such a nice, lovely gentleman. "Well, what is it?"
"Well, Bella told me you wanted me?" he replied.
"Oh!" she was shy. She perked up. "Just wanted to spy. Race you to the horses!"
He galloped off after her. They were witch and warlock. They rode the horses across the stream and even over it and far, far away. They were in a kingdom.
"Ooh, what's this-" she started surrounded by others, and he covered her mouth. He put her on his horse and said they were at the palace of Camelot. She had never known what it was. As soon as they stopped, she got off. The horses wandered back home. They went up to the drawbridge, and Josh shouted, "Open Sesame!" The gate slammed down, spraying up dust or dirt. They walked in. Christina was dressed in a favorite party dress which was down t her ankles. Josh held her cuz she musta been scared and he explained to the royalty that they had come here for entertainment. They took Chris and she went to a royal room to learn about music. Josh already knew music. In the end, they all sat together at a round table to eat. She had a large gold goblet of gold. She sipped like everyone else, no taste of alcohol. It was almost like a fruit smoothie but very condensed and slurped more down or rather poured more in her throat. When it was over, Josh carried her up to bed in the palace, and he went off and found some friends to talk to. Christina overheard them and found out there was to be something of a war, which meant people would be checking things out to make sure they are safe and with the cannons ready at the gates. Josh decided to help cuz he was smart. Christina watched afar from the tower. To Christina's surprise, she saw a horse with a horn and wings it flew past her. She saw them talking to goblins and settling things with the poor. At lunch that day, it was grand, the war was over. They all made a big caravan and camped out in some magical trees.
"Josh, I'm scared," said Christina, and he picked her up like Chloe and put her on his laugh and rocked her to sleep, for he loved everyone who came to him. Later that night, Christina woke up and saw a wolf with glaring eyes beyond the fire that surrounded their sleep. She was very silent and missed her sisters.. Finally, it was time to go. Christina ran alongside the caravan like a teenager or little girl. "Josh!"
"What?" he said, kindly.
"Do you know what my favorite thing is?" she asked.
"Cuddling up with me?" he said.
"Actually, I miss being like an older mentor for smaller children. I love you, too."
They took a detour. They had to part the caravan at the bay. Christina was the youngest 1, now, and there were some other people like around 32 and 33. They played London Bridges. Christina got tired and sat by the water. "Careful there," said Josh.
"Why?"
"The water is dangerous and sharks live in water," he said, sternly. She started to sob, and he held her. He picked up the youngest girl.
So, finally the boat came and Christina was happy again and went to the top and talked with the other people nearest her age and laughed a lot.
"Where are we going?" she said aloud.
"To meet Jack Sparrow."
"Oh," she said.
Josh picked up a scared girl with long, blonde hair, and Christina stood guard with the older men, who thought her something of a tomboy, dress off and just pants and a top on. She put on her coat and blasted off orders. It was a long time at sea. They had bundles of food. They finally landed on an island, and a drunk man came teetering forward, and all man and woman alike fell in love at 1st site, despite. "Hear ye, hear ye!" said the youngest boy of 32. "We come - in peace!" Together they all ate, and Jack brought his burly crew. Christina easily became a favorite in her dark red, leather jacket.
1 of the boys that lived there's name was Josh Groban. He was 35 and had many lovely friends, girls and boys. They were more the candy loving kids, always fooling, but always caring. Chloe came up to him and said she hurt her finger, and he kissed it and it was better. He picked her up and told her a story on his lap with his arms wrapped around her. Now, Christina was watching as their story unfolded.
She sneaked up on her kid sister and said, "Hey, Bella," and tugged at her dance-like outfit.
"What?" she said listlessly and girlishly.
"Let's go spy on Chloe-"
"No!" said Bella.
"Okay, race you to the garden," and she sped out.
She was in the land of flowers. She even thought she heard them talking. Josh Groban was in site.
"Hey," he said, coming down, taking off his hat.
"What?" she said, bemused sprawled out on the flowers. He was a dream to her, such a nice, lovely gentleman. "Well, what is it?"
"Well, Bella told me you wanted me?" he replied.
"Oh!" she was shy. She perked up. "Just wanted to spy. Race you to the horses!"
He galloped off after her. They were witch and warlock. They rode the horses across the stream and even over it and far, far away. They were in a kingdom.
"Ooh, what's this-" she started surrounded by others, and he covered her mouth. He put her on his horse and said they were at the palace of Camelot. She had never known what it was. As soon as they stopped, she got off. The horses wandered back home. They went up to the drawbridge, and Josh shouted, "Open Sesame!" The gate slammed down, spraying up dust or dirt. They walked in. Christina was dressed in a favorite party dress which was down t her ankles. Josh held her cuz she musta been scared and he explained to the royalty that they had come here for entertainment. They took Chris and she went to a royal room to learn about music. Josh already knew music. In the end, they all sat together at a round table to eat. She had a large gold goblet of gold. She sipped like everyone else, no taste of alcohol. It was almost like a fruit smoothie but very condensed and slurped more down or rather poured more in her throat. When it was over, Josh carried her up to bed in the palace, and he went off and found some friends to talk to. Christina overheard them and found out there was to be something of a war, which meant people would be checking things out to make sure they are safe and with the cannons ready at the gates. Josh decided to help cuz he was smart. Christina watched afar from the tower. To Christina's surprise, she saw a horse with a horn and wings it flew past her. She saw them talking to goblins and settling things with the poor. At lunch that day, it was grand, the war was over. They all made a big caravan and camped out in some magical trees.
"Josh, I'm scared," said Christina, and he picked her up like Chloe and put her on his laugh and rocked her to sleep, for he loved everyone who came to him. Later that night, Christina woke up and saw a wolf with glaring eyes beyond the fire that surrounded their sleep. She was very silent and missed her sisters.. Finally, it was time to go. Christina ran alongside the caravan like a teenager or little girl. "Josh!"
"What?" he said, kindly.
"Do you know what my favorite thing is?" she asked.
"Cuddling up with me?" he said.
"Actually, I miss being like an older mentor for smaller children. I love you, too."
They took a detour. They had to part the caravan at the bay. Christina was the youngest 1, now, and there were some other people like around 32 and 33. They played London Bridges. Christina got tired and sat by the water. "Careful there," said Josh.
"Why?"
"The water is dangerous and sharks live in water," he said, sternly. She started to sob, and he held her. He picked up the youngest girl.
So, finally the boat came and Christina was happy again and went to the top and talked with the other people nearest her age and laughed a lot.
"Where are we going?" she said aloud.
"To meet Jack Sparrow."
"Oh," she said.
Josh picked up a scared girl with long, blonde hair, and Christina stood guard with the older men, who thought her something of a tomboy, dress off and just pants and a top on. She put on her coat and blasted off orders. It was a long time at sea. They had bundles of food. They finally landed on an island, and a drunk man came teetering forward, and all man and woman alike fell in love at 1st site, despite. "Hear ye, hear ye!" said the youngest boy of 32. "We come - in peace!" Together they all ate, and Jack brought his burly crew. Christina easily became a favorite in her dark red, leather jacket.
A Sincerest Apology
My dad made me mad and I said something a bit graphic. It was totally deplorable, but he had just yelled at me or something.. It seems worse now. I really like this person, too, I dunno I have schizophrenia. I think that's what it is. I imagined myself in place in begging for forgiveness. Bad thing is people could find out. So, imagine me dying like that. Punish as you will. I was feeling outta it and did not really mean it. I dunno why I thought and said that. Oh, yea, it reminded me of my pizza, and then I said it later. And of course I didn't think of it like really happening. :( I'm very sad now.
Sunday, July 20, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
Problem
Ellen is messing with my life. She wants me to regret saying I wanna fight w/her, and now ppl are getting something out @ my singing abilities. She's been fighting w/me.
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Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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