Thursday, December 13, 2012

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Problem

I feel malnourished.

Problem

Every time I try to relax, something happens.

Feeling Juiced Up

Hot

I need to exercise!  ^0^  (Hey, where did that come from?)

Like, I feel like I'm infested with like chemicals.  From being mad.  I wonder what's happened to me.  I mean, I kinda held it.  Not sure why it's not getting worse and worse.  I mean, I came home one day and my heart almost like exploded, kept pumping so fast as I tried to sleep and had to try so hard to control it.  I was at my dad trying to figure him out, not thinking how he didn't like it.  Which is something he says.

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I edited my last post, added highlights.

Feeling Disgusting|Disgusted

So, I guess it's from the hot dogs.  Maybe too much facial cleanser.  Maybe not enough exercise.  I presently have enough money for maybe 1 DVD, maybe an aerobic 1.  I mean, the core workouts are okay...

So, I noticed I posted t****** c******.  Hm, someone a bit sensitive and misrepresented.  I just didn't want to say t****** because I'd be made fun of.  I didn't really mean it, but what could I say?  "I don't mean it?"  I don't mean it.  :|  I don't really know what kinds of machines they have in torture chambers, and I only remember the stretching of the bust.  Hm, my bust stretched.  Why?  Hey, you care about tweens having little breasts.

Messages While Out

Subject 1: 1st Day of Cold

(I had my Loyola sweater on, which is huge.)

Subject 2: Ghost

I saw a ghost, a thick black figure, go across some bushes, toward the outside.  I didn't see anything after I passed the bush.

Just Back In

My blog posts didn't work via e-mail because of posting quotas.

Fed

My eggs were cut up into like sorta salt cube or whatever sizes.  I had 1 in a sandwich of a kind of white bread.  I also had 2 more packs of cracker sticks and cheese.  I plan to cut up cheese and get some tasty crackers, not Triscuits, which I like the Dill & Olive Oil and dunked it in my soup, which I didn't like.

Feeling Dirty

Smelly before but not bad ... though I showered.  Probably will go for my nightly jog.

Movie Star

How are kids potential film buffs?

Shouldn't you wait and do something when you're ready?

Ellen DeGeneres and Tim Burton work with all the big movie stars.  I like to post online and talk and do all sorts of things like sing.  It's funny not many other people do that that I find out.  I need to go a blog a hunting.

Crackers and Cheese

I had 1 pack of cracker sticks and cheese, 1 pack of pretzel sticks with cheee, and 1 pack of cracker sticks and cheese.

Help!

No word on legality of posting movie stills online and I don't feel like looking up the pictures if I don't know.

Does anyone know how to use this site: link?

Boiling Eggs

Making Egg Sandwich - Mayonnaise Pepper Salt

Twitter

Why aren't there responses under each entry?  I see regular updates but assume that someone broke it all?

My Twitter lists didn't even work.

Experimentation

What happened to that?  The world means nothing.  That always happens, but something always comes up.

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres is getting away with it.  No one cares about her.  Come on, do something, she's being mean.  No one cares about her.

Problem

My blog is ruined because I didn't get my food, and I need to spend money even though I went to college.  You don't even know what you're talking about, and you never say anything.  You're nothing!

Problem

Got another -remark- on my blog?

Problem

WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?  I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG.  If you're mad at the n word thing, I can *beep* you.  If I have to, I'll arrest you!

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres is thinking it's funny secrets with my DAD.  Someone do something!  Maybe, she's not all that..

Problem

If you don't stop, I'm gonna have to knock this out.  Wait, how will I do that?  Look, speak English.  WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?  STOP HURTING ME.  YOU THINK I'M A NIGGER?  WHERE YOU THINK I COME FROM?  LEAVE ME ALONE!  Wait, don't leave me alone.  Hm, now I'm losing relationships.  I WANT MY BLOG!  AND MY FOOD!  WHAT'S GOING ON?  I'M GONNA *BEEP* YOU, I HOPE!

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres doesn't make sense.  She thinks she's **** punishing kids for no reason.  She sides with niggers.  "I wonder 'what' that means."

Problem

Why is only my blog messed up?

Hey, Ellen DeGeneres, what's your problem?

Problem

So, how will we get a place to lock my dad up?  He'll need psychiatrists to punish him.

Problem

So, Ellen DeGeneres "isn't smart."  Why?  Well, she never said anything, did she?  I just realized something but forgot what it was.  Who thinks that?  I forgot why!  Wait, Tim Burton was ruining my life, 1st.  I think my dad has been onto me.  What should we do to him?  Make a jail for him and find out what's wrong?  :|

Problem

Give me my blog and my food!

You come from a shit hole.

Be quiet.  I want it.  You didn't listen to me.  You're *beep*  Learn to talk.

Problem

Hey, does this look attractive?  "Side effects?"  Shows what kind of power you're made of and the decisions that you made.  Maybe, you don't matter..

Problem

Last season, Ellen DeGeneres made me feel bad in private.  My parents felt sorry for me.  Now, bad things are always happening because of the n word thing.

What?  My dad didn't get me fancy food because I don't drive.  My blog was ruined.

Snacked

1 pack of cracker sticks and cheese
1 pack of soggy pretzel sticks and cheese from 711
1 pack of cracker sticks and cheese
a few coconut cookies

xp xp xp

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres is a scardy cat.  Would you say that's not really what she claims to be?

You all are obsessed with dads born in 1950.  Well, I think you're rubbing it in, the wrong way.

It seems that Kentucky brunettes got a bit rowdy.  '3|

Problem

What if we just *beep* my dad?  He can't live.

Problem

Wow, Ellen DeGeneres isn't onto nothing.

Problem

Ellen DeGeneres wastes a lot of time.

Problem

Why don't we *beep* Tim Burton.  He probably influenced my dad to ruin my blog for putting a possibly non-copyrighted image on my Twitter.  It doesn't matter like that.  You can't ruin my blog.  Think about it.  Just don't do it.  No one cares.  That's why no one cares about the rules.  True, people beat you around for it.

I THOUGHT I ALREADY TOLD YOU TO *BEEP* MY DAD.  DO IT.  I SAID DO IT.  HE RUINED MY BLOG.  If Blogger did it, then get them.

Problem

It's probably my dad who ordered it.  So, sick'm.

Problem

Did you get it?  This is unimportant.  I can do whatever I want on my blog.  Some people only listen to curse words and threats.  You know, t****** c******.

Problem

Hey, let's go ruin the life of you know who.

Problem

My Blogger background is uneven.  Is this happening to anyone else?

The Classic Voice

So, I went to college in New Orleans for voice.  It was the best College of Music.  There was a girl, who was blonde, shorter, and pretty substantial, who was in choir school since 5th grade until not sure when.  Everyone else and all the organists in the Cleveland area in the summer, where I was the oldest, seemed to have started, the singers at I guess 16-17, as the impression or possibly until the last moment and the organists, which I found I guess looking up organ stuff for college, 15, which was the same time I wanted to start.  I was told to start sooner.  I think at 16 I heard good organ music, like the pretty kind, with bells and later heard the authentic kind, that summer..  Growing up, the music teacher's daughter was in choir since 2 and took piano later and was taking gymnastics and probably played guitar.  Her dad was a psychiatrist, and she had a pony and a pool.  I heavily studied or looked into CĆ©line Dion, not interested in all the technical details, at all, though.  I also met a girl who did singing since 8, was just starting and was fluid but several years younger and just seemed a bit dead.  She was set to stay and become an opera singer.  I know years later, she was singing.  She was in singing and theater at Rhodes but switched to just theater, I think, or something else, even, maybe.  I had a friend who was in choir for 1 big mass.  I think she started private voice.  I don't know when.  She did piano and ballet before.  She quit singing and spited it.  I tried to start voice at 12 but was too shy.  I took piano from the teacher and didn't have time to practice.  This friend influenced me to go to a real ballet school, but it was private.  She was mad I didn't do ballet because she'd do it, too.  My mom never drove that much.  I told my mom I wanted to sing when I was 7.  I said, "I want to sing, somehow."  I might have asked her several times rather forcibly.  I was intent.  I was already in gymnastics and ballet.  Actually, I quit ballet, and we didn't find another school.  I did more gymnastics.  When I was 5, I told my parents I liked to sing.  My teacher was black.  I got interested in Michael Jackson singing for the whale movie because we studied whales and got on TV, when I was 6.  At 7, I said I wanted to be a singer when I grew up and my dad helped me learn "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star," on the keyboard.  I was known for playing by ear when I was 9 and was applauded in school at 7.  I remember when I was 6 or 7 at this event this lady played Peter and the Wolf, and I punched in 1 note, didn't realize that I did it in time.  Well, it was like I was perfect but didn't know how to play what she played.  It was easy but like sorta you think it's taxing as she goes along.  My aunt sent me Wee Sing songs at 6, and I watched Barney for the singing.  For some reason, I liked being a little kid but always did.  Well, not when I was a toddler.  My aunt sent me piano songs, and I had them my 1st lesson and didn't tell the teacher, who was impressed, because it was out of etiquette.  I was into old-fashioned things.  American Girl, my mom wanted me to read the Swedish girl though I liked the spunky redhead from 1776.  I also liked the Little House books and got up to The Long Winter but looked at the pictures very intently and studied a lot of the words, mostly, "Deep in the woods of Wisconsin," on the back.  So, I was known for memorizing well.  Sometimes, I practiced there just an hour before the lesson, and I was really good, with 2 hands, that time.  We had events where we played for each other, and I may have messed up.  I forgot the song I memorized for my 1st recital because it wasn't chords.  I learned later from a music teacher at school to play chords for hymns, before moving, and she said to not stop piano and to start organ.  So, I didn't sing enough alone but did sing popular musicals and danced but didn't record it.  I had a 3 head lamp with different colors I brought downstairs.  The piano really, really helped a lot, and I don't know anyone who did a lot of piano and singing.

nu videos of me

watching Amanda Seyfried on "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" today

YouTube

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I added a tag to my last post.

Showered ooO

I feel kinda fat, still.  I need to brush and floss.  I have cleaning to do.  Maybe will do it later, you know?  When I wake up, when my dad's not around..

Shower Time!

Ate

1|2 hunk of beef
2 Brussels sprout
room temperature water

Singing Lessons Beneficial

Amanda Seyfried is a really good singer.  I didn't take singing until I was 17.  I was in choir since I was 8, interested in singing before with some experience.  No choir in the New Orleans area.  Embarrassed to sing at home.  I have never had a pristine voice.  Wow, she's really good.  I saw some singers on YouTube, including from Juilliard and was at a school with a head from Harvard.  I heard some good singers I know since 2004.  Amanda Seyfried reminds me of Anne Hathaway, in that she's like so in on like thinking skills in the modern world.

So Hun-gry

My beef was bloody.  I guess my appetite was highly worked up.  8|

I have some hush puppies and want some stuffing.

Also, my face is itchy.

News

Kids sent home from Winter Park because of an ongoing threat on Facebook.

Also, breaking news from Washington involving Obama.

Cooking

I'm cooking 1|2 hunk beef and 2 Brussels sprouts.  I'll probably have thick chocolate Oreos.  Still have 2 leftover fast food joint swishes.  With milk.  8p  I have a pack of apples, may bring 1 in my room.

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watching Amanda Seyfried on "The Ellen DeGeneres Show"

Problem Child

Why are people so careful with Nell Burton?  I thought I was accomplished.  She doesn't have to follow the rules, anymore.  Not with me.  Every thing that ever was is like sorta being rewarded to her.  This is so messed up.  I don't want to be her.  I just want to be me.  I don't want to be a tub of lard.  With no brain.  Well, I could lose these things..

Blogger Update

I edited the Tags order, put Social Net before Other Things.

Not Thinking

I don't believe in hurting people.  Oh no, Ellen DeGeneres already believes in "doing things yourself."  Her mom's last name is also Jewish, she recently pointed out.  I had a dream of her hurting me, but I felt good after.  I was just writhing wildly in a force.  I don't think we need to get nasty.  Why don't you write it out, 1st, and then we'll see if it's "rubbish."

I added a Comment Box!

Feeling Better

Looks like I made a lot of remarks on Ellen DeGeneres since it seems that's why my dad didn't get me food.  Why when I say food does it sound like I made a kissy face?  However, I was careful.

Hm, howcome older kids like to think older generations are old-fashioned?  What does that mean for me?  I have a feeling I won't be thinking, like that.

Speaking of which, remember ChloĆ« Grace Moretz on Jimmy Fallon remarking he's old?  Supposedly, her mom is more of older Boomer.  She has older siblings.  Lots of kids my age did, but I didn't know them.  I don't know what's better, but some people can only have 1 kid.

Problem

Why does Ellen DeGeneres think everything is positive?  I know most people check people.  I know I had that problem with Tim Burton.  It's just that I don't always feel uninvolved.

Dream

I put a cushioned chair outside for my family to take off their shoes.  I put it back in.  Someone came over.  I saw a police at my window the 2nd time with like some bugs and stuff around.  Then, a young girl police was in my house.  I felt sorry for my brother, like psychiatrically, and we went to my parents's bedroom.  My mom had a ballerina thing on her side, which wasn't very appealing, and on my dad's side was a very cute reddish honey kitty with a sash or something, bandanna?  Supposedly, he wanted to do soccer instead of martial arts and maybe baseball.  I asked the girl if she'd do ballet.  It was ya no I guess.  She said for me it was the same thing.  I did gymnastics and then ballet when I was young.  So we were going along.  I was "going back" to like a mental hospital, like I'd dreamed off and saw people from before.  It reminded me of the dream with all the black people in the more warehouse place that was dark.  So, I was exchanging information with a gir I knew, and he address book was like mine, mine having a squirrel sticker since I was 10.  Hers had other things.  Mine really does.  I just looked at it and texted my mom for my brother's cell #.   Oh, before, I was experiencing how to call people and thought of Ellen DeGeneres.  So, then I was going along a hall, well, rooms of art.  I kept saying names of artists from a class I took early, Art Appreciation.  For some reason, I said them before each room and then someone I knew said them.  I didn't really know but said, "You're an old art teacher."  Well, that was the only college art class I took.  I was going into my 3rd year.  She was with another lady.  She had kinda squeaky voice.  I got an A.  A strong A.  Maybe just 1 non-100.  So, maybe I wasn't at the mental hospital.  It got ticked into me that it was a dream, and things changed.  Someone flew off wanting me out and free to create art, laughing at what other people did to make art seem funny, riding out on like a pink flying cartoon that had shape-shifted.  It was like a big tall being.  Someone was with me looking out.

Blog Pile

Big Whoop

Why even listen to Ellen DeGeneres?  She thinks she can make a big whoop out of a big whoop.

Morning

I had some stick crackers and cheese.  I made cheesy grits and thick bacon, but I think I like the maple bacon.

I guess for lunch, I'll cook a beef and some Brussels sprouts.  I also have dessert but no good other crackers.  :{

Ow

Cramps

The *New* Small Talk

Why does Ellen DeGeneres make witty conversation, or does she, really?

Also, she makes fun of you, when you're happy, because you're not from the South.  Except, I am from the South.

Unfair

Funny how things aren't evened out with others.

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