Showing posts with label Big Problems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Big Problems. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Problem

Why do you all have a problem with my dad's relationship with me with "how good it is?"

Also, I just saw something and am worried I will think of it later.  :|

You know, I already know about Italians and Hispanics.  I guess they don't know what they're going to do.

See, my dad came in and made me feel bad and it was wrong, but he thought he had to do it to embarrass me.  He did it, I didn't do it.  :|

Monday, March 18, 2013

Problems

I see you're all gonna get mad and associate memories for me.  I've never heard of this kind of tone of bullshit.  I believe Tim Burton is bullshit.

A guy who's not even what in is tomb said < "Pres-i-dent O ba ma" in a squeaky voice, no one gives a Goddamn!

What do you think...

About Kate Bush being part Irish?  I thought part Irish people "didn't do it."  Why is she so perverted with her mom?  That was because her dad was English, maybe?  I don't want to be Kate Bush.  :|  I want to experience the best feelings.  8|  There is a reason she is bad.  I think it was that she was worse than us.  Why don't we hurt those sarcastic, white blonde, Italian kids in Orlando?  }:]  You know, I can say whatever I want on my blog.  I didn't say anything to you.  You're not my world, really.  I like people who respect me, who appreciate me.  I'm not a nigger.  You must have fun being a nigger.  Ha, ha, ha.  You know, Italians don't like people who are .. "too nice."  The Germans are always acting mimicy to part Asians who think they are white.  That's your sin.  You have to stop that, and I'll seem nice.  I don't need people telling me what's wrong with me.  Oh, and the reason I am in Ginny's class is because the semester at home was crap.  I know that's so.  I am already ready in every other way to go to Ginny's class.  I also want to go, and that's okay.  If you ruin my life, I will plow through.  You made me curse on my blog last semester.  Something else would happen to me, it always has.  I cannot rest at home with my dad alternating like a maniac, even when I stayed in my room.  If you don't care, then go away.  I'm not here to drop it on your show.  If you want me to watch you, then stop acting like you can't take it.  You're not gonna talk to me.  You don't do anything with anyone in public that is true.  You should just stop listening to my dad.  It will work, like pooing.  See, I just touched every point.  I can't like figure out the sequence of events, like making a necklace.  I didn't make no necklaces.  Look, I just accomplished something.  There is a reason for every hardship, a bounce back off every suffering.  Just don't think of something like being a giant tub of lard.  Sometimes, you've seen drawrings.  :|

Something Suddenly Came Up-

What is it with people from FL & Ca. born in the Boom being less beachy than 1s born in the 80s?  What about the kids born here, today?

So, I didn't see the sorta morality in saying it's precious to have my "broken" but not torn in 2 leg ... What else ... Ah, yes, your body is important, things like that breaking.  I just want to know why.  I thought, at 1st, well, better start slowly because that's what life is about.  I mean, Ginny is a nice voice instructor and also does other things.  She does have a mistaken belief in her life that speaking is the only thing.  She just thinks about that feeling.  There must be a reason I broke my leg, though.  I got up and told you because I know you'd want to know.  I was lying on my couch, and it felt like it would fall off.  Luckily, though, my back felt very bony, like a dinosaur, and that's how my leg felt.  I left my dumbbells, out, too.  The bad part is that I was there and the man working there did something wrong, figured someone told him though and just forgot, and he looked at me and sorta made me fall then, watching Mary Poppins, guessing that's why.  I don't know how it helped.  It was fun using a crutch, but now I pull more.  I wouldn't do that.  What made it hurt was walking with my mom and her making me hit it.  People think my dad is crap being too old, but that's not true, they think older men aren't crap, they think the 1950's aren't friendly enough.  It's hard to talk about, so I don't know if you realize what I mean.  Some things must be hard to talk about.  That's kinda funny.  I guess the goal is to find out.  All I can say is I didn't do anything wrong.  I waited a semester, and I was tortured at home, maybe shoulda stayed but wanted to go last semester, also stayed maybe to get to know Ginny online, though.  Also, I felt a bit funny and tired, for some reason, just got off medication, as well.  That must be why.  }8]  Why is that stupid?  Can you just shut up you nigger Generation Z daughter of the age of Ginny, Late Boom?  Why should Late Boom and Generation Z constantly be doing this, you know?  Why do I have to tell you!  So, you're trying to tell me that there's more to life than solving my broken leg?  I'm afraid you're very wrong here in Florida.  :|

Sunday, March 17, 2013

Problem

Ginny thinks she "understands" what I'm really saying, but that's what I'm really saying.