It seems people aren't through with me and think they have a right to boss me around in what I should do and how I should act.
Well, I never met anything bad, so go weep over that. I mean, I never had bad intentions. I thought it was the thought that counted.
Well, talk about not knowing what you want for a long time with someone.
So, I'm supposedly not worth much, when I'm a lot nicer than most people.
People act like they like kidding around, but certain situations get to them.
I wish I were off in college or had some sort of career. I'm guessing you want to eventually take that away from me somehow but can't.
Anyway, now what? I am curious as to how someone can still be engaged in a thought long after they've abandoned it.
I think people are getting at me just because they can but skipping people who are downright oblivious to others's feelings.
I don't feel I need to be taught a lesson. Maybe, I could do with some adjusting and conversation on things like etiquette.
Suddenly, people are acting like I'm really bad when I never start anything. I do get upset and do things by accident. Others influence me in my decisions when I try to butter up their issues for them. I suppose it hurts to do some things you don't have to that aren't really that nice.
I just don't feel people should be hacking away at me.
Another thing is I never really asked for an unproportionate amount of attention from anyone. I've been upset at not getting any but soon learned the freedom I had in going online.
I am curious about people getting plain mad at me for nothing. I don't know what's going on.
So, I dunno. I just feel this is being celebrated a lot. It's clear it's a scheme.
Well, what can I say? I'm sorry about some things and take them back. I never meant anything bad in the first place.
Some things don't "sit well" with me, actually. I mean, I guess they'd humor others, but I feel I am destined for failure if I mess up in in one wrong move.
I don't quite understand being punished for something that was actually a misunderstanding, strange at it may seem.
I suppose people try to dip in a little in the pool without really getting at me. So, they like to practice creative ways of getting at me. I didn't really think that was nice, though. I suppose others are just dealing with the situation and want to get into it.
Later, maybe.
Well, sure, you are supposed to suffer some to right things.
Monday, June 18, 2012
College
I feel as though I was supposed to have a good college experience maybe in voice and ballet when I was still younger.
So, I see people
princessing others around. Okay. This is kinda dragging on. People don't really get what position I'm in. Princess away without me.
People of Less Fru-Fru Cultures
When they're clearly not into something don't need to come to annoy people.
What do you see?
People going overboard thinking I did terrible things that need to be punished redundantly?
Sure, maybe they were the ones who promoted the opposing views, but then again so did the people who hate on it now. You could try to deny it in some people. It is kind of obvious, though, that my goodness was condoned.
Sure, maybe they were the ones who promoted the opposing views, but then again so did the people who hate on it now. You could try to deny it in some people. It is kind of obvious, though, that my goodness was condoned.
I'm having trouble deciding on a major.
My mom said I should do theater. I'm thinking that means I hijack to the new community college and take the prerequisites for musical theater and in due time transfer to UCF to major in musical theater there.
The other thing is that I wanted to do an associates in dance, which is only offered at a different community college, which is okay actually. It doesn't have musical theater, strangely enough, but I was thinking of doing music, instead, on top of dance.
The other thing is that I wanted to do an associates in dance, which is only offered at a different community college, which is okay actually. It doesn't have musical theater, strangely enough, but I was thinking of doing music, instead, on top of dance.
We float off, and we die.
Nothing matters, anymore.
I don't know how to talk to the dead much, but I know how to believe in life.
Might as well die.
I don't know how to talk to the dead much, but I know how to believe in life.
Might as well die.
Regret
I was having a nice time at home growing more with my parents supporting me while I was too tired to work.
After my birthday, last year, I started calling my grandma every day, maybe sometime in September or October and until my birthday just about a month ago.
My aunt visited me my birthday last year. I am glad she came, but if I were go to back in time I would probably tell her to come some other time since my birthday at the time was kinda private with just my immediate family. It's what I'd tell anyone. I told a girl a little younger than me that on my 15th birthday, I think it was.
I had a lot of fun going to the movies every weekend with my dad.
The birthday before, I had just gotten out of the mental hospital and my hair was pretty short, maybe an inch or show long of being shaved bald. I was experimenting with hair dye. Twice, I shaved my head after experimenting with hair dye. I almost was gonna do it again but decided I was unique and might have had some influence not to, after all.
So, when I got out of the mental hospital it was still 2010. My birthday this year was so marvelous. I just pray the future holds fortune.
I had fun going to the movies with my dad and calling his mom each night. I guess going to the movies was worth it since it taught me to sit through movies alas again. I had taken a break.
The big cut in my life was me thinking someone wanted me to call their daughter the "n" word in good fun online because people started feeling violent toward me all the time naturally.
My grandma is pretty healthy, but I'm gonna have to say moreso that I wish I didn't start calling her again after my break because (1) it was awkward, (2) we've actually gotten upset at each other though don't have problems forgetting it, and (3) I just wanted that private time with my parents and this ended up being late each night, usually, when my parents were actually here. I'm sending my grandma a letter saying I might start calling back like in a few months.
My life isn't really settled. Talking to her makes life seem longer though, so it may be helpful. I'd even slept a lot then, in anticipation of my birthday coming up, when we went to Disney and I had like the best time of my life, my family and I, my dad, mom, and younger brother.
It feels like it's too late all the time, but something always comes up. I am thankful for the good times I had, but I wonder what it would have been like otherwise. It's funny when I didn't come up my grandma started telling me to call her more often, too. I actually did when I became a young adult.
I firmly believe that things weren't rectified in my life and that they didn't make sense.
After my birthday, last year, I started calling my grandma every day, maybe sometime in September or October and until my birthday just about a month ago.
My aunt visited me my birthday last year. I am glad she came, but if I were go to back in time I would probably tell her to come some other time since my birthday at the time was kinda private with just my immediate family. It's what I'd tell anyone. I told a girl a little younger than me that on my 15th birthday, I think it was.
I had a lot of fun going to the movies every weekend with my dad.
The birthday before, I had just gotten out of the mental hospital and my hair was pretty short, maybe an inch or show long of being shaved bald. I was experimenting with hair dye. Twice, I shaved my head after experimenting with hair dye. I almost was gonna do it again but decided I was unique and might have had some influence not to, after all.
So, when I got out of the mental hospital it was still 2010. My birthday this year was so marvelous. I just pray the future holds fortune.
I had fun going to the movies with my dad and calling his mom each night. I guess going to the movies was worth it since it taught me to sit through movies alas again. I had taken a break.
The big cut in my life was me thinking someone wanted me to call their daughter the "n" word in good fun online because people started feeling violent toward me all the time naturally.
My grandma is pretty healthy, but I'm gonna have to say moreso that I wish I didn't start calling her again after my break because (1) it was awkward, (2) we've actually gotten upset at each other though don't have problems forgetting it, and (3) I just wanted that private time with my parents and this ended up being late each night, usually, when my parents were actually here. I'm sending my grandma a letter saying I might start calling back like in a few months.
My life isn't really settled. Talking to her makes life seem longer though, so it may be helpful. I'd even slept a lot then, in anticipation of my birthday coming up, when we went to Disney and I had like the best time of my life, my family and I, my dad, mom, and younger brother.
It feels like it's too late all the time, but something always comes up. I am thankful for the good times I had, but I wonder what it would have been like otherwise. It's funny when I didn't come up my grandma started telling me to call her more often, too. I actually did when I became a young adult.
I firmly believe that things weren't rectified in my life and that they didn't make sense.
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