I'm just talking about the day's events, pretty much, I think.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012
glllitch
At last-names.net at ancestry.com, I can't look up the last names right away after looking up one. '};{ I look up who's on "The Ellen DeGeneres Show."
I have an account there, whoops forgot to cancel it. Anyway, I put up my Facebook on "Ellen's Energy Adventure" and my Twitter, which is an interesting coincidence.
I have an account there, whoops forgot to cancel it. Anyway, I put up my Facebook on "Ellen's Energy Adventure" and my Twitter, which is an interesting coincidence.
I caught you red-handed! '};{
You can't make a point against me eloquently but not on a rapport if I can't make one on a rapport. '};{
Also, I'm too soft to be a pervert and hurt any of you. '};{
I see Ellen DeGeneres likes to make fun of people in pleasure.
Also, she doesn't believe points ever slip. She thinks she's European and always right. I guess that means we could have done anything to her we wanted.
Also, I'm too soft to be a pervert and hurt any of you. '};{
I see Ellen DeGeneres likes to make fun of people in pleasure.
Also, she doesn't believe points ever slip. She thinks she's European and always right. I guess that means we could have done anything to her we wanted.
All Things Bright and Good ;o
I don't think that you should count like sometimes just the more physical things and avoid what's really happening to only, in turn, get attention and to play around in the same way doing what's really wrong, taking all things into consideration.
My Pubes
Or whatever, egg sacks. I'm a bit upset. I haven't been able to control them, but they're feeling better now. That surprises me, and I know it will feel bad again. They've been tumultuos but have been feeling like pleasured, like along the sides, like. A car just went by, and I felt better, even without sound protection. Maybe, it's from eating and sleeping and taking a break from exercising, as well. I'll never know because things changed since this has happened, more regularly as time went on, to the point of being very annoying.
Blogger
So, all the browsers have been giving me problems.
Like, when I post, it skips a line. Some don't copy double spaces when you paste from Notepad. So, I have to go an edit it and luckily it works then. I have one more browser to try. I'm just lucky this one is consistent.
Like, when I post, it skips a line. Some don't copy double spaces when you paste from Notepad. So, I have to go an edit it and luckily it works then. I have one more browser to try. I'm just lucky this one is consistent.
In Bed 8^|
When I was in bed, instead of masturbating, I felt that same effect like I was combined with like a person. I think I did it 3 times. It was because I've been masturbating like to for example when I look up kids on the internet. Even the child stars. They're so dirty and disgusting. I had to get it out in another way. I can only know how I ended up doing that but not exactly the way how.
If you're wondering, it's not really the kind of thing I want to do. I think I was getting something out.
Dream
I was crouched over in bed, like in my old room, and I thought Ellen DeGeneres was being very attractive, condense, and controlled, like rubbing my back and stuff, as I realized, slowly waking up. It turned out I was dreaming of my aunt.
Feeling Good B)
I realized I've been feeling good in the way my mom makes me feel.
In my dream, it was more warm and like physical. I think I just felt it in mostly my waist, the warm and physical part. It's funny to be describing it. It's just something that needs to be touched on. We all like to feel it, and it's best to feel it in a less humiliating way. I know I was surprised to feel that way.
It's just a sorta nice feeling I've picked up from like Kate Bush and then Orla Fallon. Kate Bush was a real inspirer. I really like the affects of Orla Fallon.
In my dream, it was more warm and like physical. I think I just felt it in mostly my waist, the warm and physical part. It's funny to be describing it. It's just something that needs to be touched on. We all like to feel it, and it's best to feel it in a less humiliating way. I know I was surprised to feel that way.
It's just a sorta nice feeling I've picked up from like Kate Bush and then Orla Fallon. Kate Bush was a real inspirer. I really like the affects of Orla Fallon.
* Dreams *
}:) I guess the nicest one was the part where I met Ellen DeGeneres. I've been following her online and stuff. What happened when I met her was she came right up to me. She was looking more brown and sorta worn. I didn't feel much but sensed what was happening, and she put her arm around me, in some way, and I put my arm around her, kinda whiny for her, thpough that's the opposite of the mood I was in. For some reason, I felt assertive with her and like faced her and was hugging her saying, "I don't feel well," you know, sorta mumbling. I wouldn't really do this to her, but I suppose I wanted to think about doing it. So, then, I felt so good and she was rubbing my waist readily with both hands. It's that feeling I used to get when I was a tween. It was very strong, though, and not as humiliating.
Sometime after, I was walking down a hallway, like a dark, silvery airport that had the feel of a college campus. I wanted to look up a person on the computer, I think her. I think her name was Marion something, and I later found out what it was and that she was with another girl in a picture or something. My mom and maybe before brother was looking for me. They were talking to some people. Funny, my dad had me take a walk last night after Cracker Barrel near a movie theater.
There was another tedious part where a boy was following us for a long time, who was threatening us most of the way. I think he was related to her. He was nice in the end and opened our door somehow with our key.
Before I hugged Ellen DeGeneres, I was supposedly entering an old college. The principle was big, maybe 5'6", but kinda attractive, short grayish gold hair that was fluffed up. She followed me and said something and asked if I wanted a hug. So, it was real, but not feasible, I hugged her and put one leg up her side so she was picking me up without any effort.
For a lot of the time, I was searching around a college bookstore. I saw these statues. I kept going back seeing the same thing. They were the little birthday girls. They seemed kinda vintage yet classical. Like, some had fluffy, flat-topped looking dresses, like thick layers underneath. I wanted the 16 one, which had a dress that flared out and curled under. It had a fairly small head with curly, medium hair, as most had. They looked good. All of them weren't there. I guess there was a big one that looked good, kinda bent over. It reminds me of "Beauty and the Beast" at Disney World. Then, there was a small one that was sorta like folded over at an angle, more.
So, I can't really recreate the exact feeling of my waist being rubbed. I can tap into it. I guess it was funny. Now, I forget what I was going to say. It was like I had to react, for fun, to get someone to like touch me. Oh yes, before, I was dreaming of being, well, visions almost of me being carried a lot, which I didn't really like, at least in the end.
When I was in bed, I was feeling uncomfortable without my head covered but very comfortable otherwise and wanted to stay. When I moved, I didn't feel as good and ended up waking up and am going to eat. I just feel like kinda fat. I don't really feel like walking and guess I will chose some circuits.
Sometime after, I was walking down a hallway, like a dark, silvery airport that had the feel of a college campus. I wanted to look up a person on the computer, I think her. I think her name was Marion something, and I later found out what it was and that she was with another girl in a picture or something. My mom and maybe before brother was looking for me. They were talking to some people. Funny, my dad had me take a walk last night after Cracker Barrel near a movie theater.
There was another tedious part where a boy was following us for a long time, who was threatening us most of the way. I think he was related to her. He was nice in the end and opened our door somehow with our key.
Before I hugged Ellen DeGeneres, I was supposedly entering an old college. The principle was big, maybe 5'6", but kinda attractive, short grayish gold hair that was fluffed up. She followed me and said something and asked if I wanted a hug. So, it was real, but not feasible, I hugged her and put one leg up her side so she was picking me up without any effort.
For a lot of the time, I was searching around a college bookstore. I saw these statues. I kept going back seeing the same thing. They were the little birthday girls. They seemed kinda vintage yet classical. Like, some had fluffy, flat-topped looking dresses, like thick layers underneath. I wanted the 16 one, which had a dress that flared out and curled under. It had a fairly small head with curly, medium hair, as most had. They looked good. All of them weren't there. I guess there was a big one that looked good, kinda bent over. It reminds me of "Beauty and the Beast" at Disney World. Then, there was a small one that was sorta like folded over at an angle, more.
So, I can't really recreate the exact feeling of my waist being rubbed. I can tap into it. I guess it was funny. Now, I forget what I was going to say. It was like I had to react, for fun, to get someone to like touch me. Oh yes, before, I was dreaming of being, well, visions almost of me being carried a lot, which I didn't really like, at least in the end.
When I was in bed, I was feeling uncomfortable without my head covered but very comfortable otherwise and wanted to stay. When I moved, I didn't feel as good and ended up waking up and am going to eat. I just feel like kinda fat. I don't really feel like walking and guess I will chose some circuits.
About Me ~
Near Bottom: Link
So, I was born a little brown baby with dark blue eyes that turned grayish blue when I got fat and white. I think I wanted to keep looking that detailed, but I think my mom made me very plastered. I think my dad made my brother plastered, in a different way... Like, he had that crew cut look, in a way, but also developed most of his life a bowl cut look. He is born November 26, 1990, 11:30 P.M., Monday. I was born May 20, 1986, about 2:05-2:10 P.M., I think, on a Tuesday. We were both born on the east coast. He was born inland more north near where I was conceived on the beach, and I was born in the major city of the area above Miami, which is very major. I don't believe it is known outside of the area, but people who travel to Miami in Florida must know about it. It's a very homey place... Like, yea. Like, the technology and stuff makes you feel cozy, very much, a sort of astounding feel to it. It's very nice. Like, it just feels so cozy to sit there and watch TV. Going outside is so rich to see all the palm trees. I miss it so much. I moved away from the area when I was 5. I used to think I lived in all these cities. I think at age 2, I lived where Johnny Depp mostly grew up. Maybe, I'll formulate another map, later. I don't really feel so well, right now.
So, I grew up. When I moved to Jacksonville, the major city in Northeastern Florida, people asked if I was Chinese, but I don't know why. I had like big Anime eyes. I looked very sculpted.
I forgot to add, I think as a baby, I was a bit like grotesque in my fascinations, though I wouldn't want to be that way. I think I was sassy to my mom, though I was kinda fat and clumpy, yet smoothed over. Like, I had roles of fat, kinda glossed over flat. I probably looked so realistic because I found my dad has Jewish blood, Polish Jewish and Swiss Jewish. He also might be part German|Leichtensteiner|Austrian|French plus other French and German from his dad. The part I mentioned first is from his mom. The Jewish is from his mom. I think his dad has Scottish blood, as well as she, though I grew up thinking not. That makes me wonder about how much other people have. I think I have it major, like in dominant last names from males. Not much substace, though.
Also, when I went up north, this is kinda grotesque in how it popularized as a peak of interest, my grandma acted brutally racist to me and then was indirect, as for others, in their doings to me thereafter, when I didn't accept it in my unconscious attitude. I noticed I do stuff without thinking now. I think with my mom, I had predicted the late 90s, like 1996 or 1995 or even 1994, as a baby, and was sassy about being fat. Like, I know in my picture I positioned my head in a weird way to the side and probably twitched, like I do now, a lot. I was just mad about being mixed race. I don't know why I had it so bad for having the right goals in mind as a mixed person.
I guess, when I was born, I didn't look as healthy as I could have. I looked a little disgusting after birth, as well, laid out. Not really dirty. I should put the pictures back up in a sub-album.
I think I had very wood, sorta illuminated, emotional colored hair, but it looked pleasantly black from afar. It got so dark. My brother had medium brown hair, but I never noticed, and then it got very black. He's not as naturally dark as me and was born fat and red. I posted his picture once, but I wasn't supposed to. I'm not sure why I did. I think I thought I wanted to show some people, but I talked to the world. He's on Facebook but not my friend. He posts pictures, like a whole bunch from trips.
You can guess from other evidence what my life was like. I have lots of good stories to tell I may tell later because it would take a long time.
So, I was born a little brown baby with dark blue eyes that turned grayish blue when I got fat and white. I think I wanted to keep looking that detailed, but I think my mom made me very plastered. I think my dad made my brother plastered, in a different way... Like, he had that crew cut look, in a way, but also developed most of his life a bowl cut look. He is born November 26, 1990, 11:30 P.M., Monday. I was born May 20, 1986, about 2:05-2:10 P.M., I think, on a Tuesday. We were both born on the east coast. He was born inland more north near where I was conceived on the beach, and I was born in the major city of the area above Miami, which is very major. I don't believe it is known outside of the area, but people who travel to Miami in Florida must know about it. It's a very homey place... Like, yea. Like, the technology and stuff makes you feel cozy, very much, a sort of astounding feel to it. It's very nice. Like, it just feels so cozy to sit there and watch TV. Going outside is so rich to see all the palm trees. I miss it so much. I moved away from the area when I was 5. I used to think I lived in all these cities. I think at age 2, I lived where Johnny Depp mostly grew up. Maybe, I'll formulate another map, later. I don't really feel so well, right now.
So, I grew up. When I moved to Jacksonville, the major city in Northeastern Florida, people asked if I was Chinese, but I don't know why. I had like big Anime eyes. I looked very sculpted.
I forgot to add, I think as a baby, I was a bit like grotesque in my fascinations, though I wouldn't want to be that way. I think I was sassy to my mom, though I was kinda fat and clumpy, yet smoothed over. Like, I had roles of fat, kinda glossed over flat. I probably looked so realistic because I found my dad has Jewish blood, Polish Jewish and Swiss Jewish. He also might be part German|Leichtensteiner|Austrian|French plus other French and German from his dad. The part I mentioned first is from his mom. The Jewish is from his mom. I think his dad has Scottish blood, as well as she, though I grew up thinking not. That makes me wonder about how much other people have. I think I have it major, like in dominant last names from males. Not much substace, though.
Also, when I went up north, this is kinda grotesque in how it popularized as a peak of interest, my grandma acted brutally racist to me and then was indirect, as for others, in their doings to me thereafter, when I didn't accept it in my unconscious attitude. I noticed I do stuff without thinking now. I think with my mom, I had predicted the late 90s, like 1996 or 1995 or even 1994, as a baby, and was sassy about being fat. Like, I know in my picture I positioned my head in a weird way to the side and probably twitched, like I do now, a lot. I was just mad about being mixed race. I don't know why I had it so bad for having the right goals in mind as a mixed person.
I guess, when I was born, I didn't look as healthy as I could have. I looked a little disgusting after birth, as well, laid out. Not really dirty. I should put the pictures back up in a sub-album.
I think I had very wood, sorta illuminated, emotional colored hair, but it looked pleasantly black from afar. It got so dark. My brother had medium brown hair, but I never noticed, and then it got very black. He's not as naturally dark as me and was born fat and red. I posted his picture once, but I wasn't supposed to. I'm not sure why I did. I think I thought I wanted to show some people, but I talked to the world. He's on Facebook but not my friend. He posts pictures, like a whole bunch from trips.
You can guess from other evidence what my life was like. I have lots of good stories to tell I may tell later because it would take a long time.
* * Shower Time! * *
I don't think I'll take a bath. I will do my nails though and guess I get to pick out an outfit for tomorrow!
Website Update
"When I was little, I used to have this good tea. It's hard to describe, but it seemed like this purest tea, this general, traditional, fancy, complex tea. I guess it's kinda like coffee in how sorta it has that feel of something that rubs a lot.
For some reason, we stopped having it. I remember for some reason always getting antsy when we had it. It just happened. I think my mom grew up having tea.
I started having it again. The first thing I had, though, was a mocha, and I don't drink coffee. I'm the least coffee person in the world. However, I do like the smell a lot and when I do have a drink."
For some reason, we stopped having it. I remember for some reason always getting antsy when we had it. It just happened. I think my mom grew up having tea.
I started having it again. The first thing I had, though, was a mocha, and I don't drink coffee. I'm the least coffee person in the world. However, I do like the smell a lot and when I do have a drink."
Cheese
Today, at Olive Garden, I had to put down my pizza because I couldn't take any more cheese. I was known as a cheese person as a young adult.
Website Update
"I don't know much about alcohol, but I found that having food with it tasted trashy, after awhile, but I will still go back and have it, maybe. At first, I thought it was the most divine thing, like."
White
I wonder if my brother will ever be able to look white. I must have been through some rough stuff with my parents. I know a lot of Asians stand more of a chance of being more European and intelligent in that way.
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