Saturday, June 9, 2012

Stop suggesting things to me.

Every time someone does something wrong to me

they get at me for being upset at all.

I WANTED TO EAT OUT IN THE KITCHEN

LEAVE ME ALONE

People won't stop sending me suggestions.

I was talking to my dad, then my mom called right after they had left and we waved to them and then he said he had to go to the bathroom.  I came out, in a somewhat okay mood but not perfect with my earplugs in and then my dad turned on some talking really loudly on his computer.  I know he'd be in trouble with his mom for that.  It's just disgusting.  It's gay.

Oh, wow.

Someone happens to be in a bad mood.  I don't need this!  Stop treating me like scum!

Whoops!

I forgot to add my current profile picture.

New Feature Pictures of Me

My main album has the best pictures of me.

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Just Woke Up

feeling a little tired :p

Old IMDb Accounts

http://www.imdb.com/user/ur33988188/boards/profile
http://www.imdb.com/user/ur33988588/boards/profile

Friday, June 8, 2012

I edited 2 posts and deleted 1.

http://19christinabarrett86.blogspot.com/2012/06/oh-no.html
http://19christinabarrett86.blogspot.com/2012/06/i-have-to-manually-record-ellen.html

New Pictures and Videos

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YouTube

I feel so refreshed from eating supper!

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New Pictures and Video

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When my dad and I saw "Frankenstein,"

my mom and brother had Chinese food.  I didn't notice if they finished it or not, but there was a lot.  My dad and I ate at the mall and ended up having strombolis.   I had juice with mine.

I was gonna sleep in.

Too bad I got mad, or else I would have watched "The Ellen DeGeneres Show."

I had some laundry, too.  My mom likes to wash on Fridays, usually, sometime on the weekend or late in the week.

:(  I can go back and watch it but want dessert and to get ready.  We're having some kind of Chinese food tonight, but I don't think it's the fancy kind you get at the mall.  I think it's just some flavored meat and a lot of fried rice and noodles.

Wow, this is a nice picture, of Nell.

Nell

Um.

A picture is worth a thousand words, didn't know people wanted me to talk about them.  :|

I don't see what the question is.

In the midst of all that's happened, why am I expected to monologue about a 5-year-old?  I mean, my life isn't all that great for certain reasons.  It used to be better in some ways.  I feel better physically now, I mena.  I mean, before things were alright already.  I did what I was supposed to do and that was just it.  How could this have happened?  I thought I got in trouble for doing that.  There's nothing to talk about, for some reason.  I can try...

Yea, then, I can post about ...

... something tonight with my accounts set right.

Maybe, I'll just work on my status at IMDb.

and take a shower by around 4.