Christina Ann J
Friday, February 15, 2013
Hm
I wonder what Ginny's up to. I don't think she's tired of me. So, in the summer, I want to do gymnastics Mon-Fri., 1 hour a day, at Waterford Lakes, start at Level 1 maybe end at Level 2 or even 3.. "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" isn't on then. So, in the Fall, I plan, hope to get financial aid, to sign up for her 2 classes at Valencia, Dialects and Stage Movement. I wonder when I'll do her Seminole classes. I mean, maybe in the Fall, I'll just do something else, too, like maybe gymnastics .. don't really want to .. guess she teaches 2 classes at Seminole, maybe will take those then. Not sure what follows that semester..
Facebook Post
Hey,
Ginny, how are you? I hope you had a good Valentine's day.. Too bad you
have at least 2 X's. Hey, you could use this for your theater
classes... http://youtu.be/cAhVu9ImBWw — in Orlando.
My Brother's Golden Retriever
He was howling so cute, like aroo, when I came round a kitchen corner, I tried picking him up and he was so rowdy! ;D
Picking up After Poo
poo of my dad wondering if I'm thinking of something I need to think about 24/7 just because I'm not a robot and I'm not white.
Problem
My dad won't leave me alone.
Ginny is an old crust. I will not talk to my dad because of her.
Ginny is an old crust. I will not talk to my dad because of her.
So
So, Ginny, are you just a stupid retard, a nigger, can you shut the Hell up and not talk to my dad you bastard? I posted on my blog I was crying, and you made a hissy. You're worthless, a piece of shit, let's just *beep* You animal. I already reported you.
?
What did my dad do to my mom?
My dad is a piece of shit. He thinks he needs to hypnotize people like his sister. That's because he's shit. He hurt my mom! Call the police
My dad is a piece of shit. He thinks he needs to hypnotize people like his sister. That's because he's shit. He hurt my mom! Call the police
Free (Concert) Play Musical
seen ads, this musical called "Wicked"
broke my ankle seemed but not in 2
broke my ankle seemed but not in 2
Treat
So, my dad takes me to the mall and gives me $20 bucks unless I just got paid.
My mom will give me $50 a week.. I just went on and didn't really say anything..
My mom will give me $50 a week.. I just went on and didn't really say anything..
WAH ELLEN
Should I b*** Ginny up? What will I do? I will get in trouble. 0; I don't want to hurt someone cool.
*BEEP*
ELLEN DEGENERES STOP SAYING YOU'RE COOLER AND ARE IN WITH PEOPLE OF THE LATE BOOM YOU *BEEP*
GINNY IS SHIT!
GINNY IS SHIT!
I took my vitamins-
just the calcium, flaxseed oil + princess multi-vitamin. Yesterday morning and did well, jumped in theater lots of times.. In Acting I, we pushed and pulled! =}
Hey, why is Ellen open to people with younger dads? I won't take it. You'll be sorry.
Hey, why is Ellen open to people with younger dads? I won't take it. You'll be sorry.
I don't give a ) ) )
Ginny, I just wanted to let you know 30 ) ) ) ~ ~ ~ I don't give a care for the crap you did in Florida in 1998-2005. I don't give a shit for people who moved to Florida when I left.
3|
I felt my like head with like rolling over my eyes and neck|mouth for a 1st in awhile probably- ;| like sorta feeling a certain feeling like of balls hitting each other and feeling sweet..felt my eyes feel stimulated in like a way like maybe walls that look like ice..so the north isn't really cool like the south, cool like I deserve everything, like maybe there's a beach and a Key West in the area sorta.
In the Locker-.
I realized I didn't realize that it was a puppy wolf, and I like sorta like was feeling for the arts.. I also decided that my doing in would be erasing the cares of New Orleans..
My Day, So Far
More videos were loading.. feeling better..
I forget my dream, now, but it was..
So, I woke up like around 1 P.M. I ate liverwurst, and for the 1st time I couldn't finish it. I had wheat bagels with butter, like yesterday.. I mean I didn't finish my 2nd slice of liverwurst after the Oscar Meyer Weiner my dad got turkey on a white bakery bread with ketchup and for the 1st time in awhile mustard. I had some Valentine's stuff.. Having Chef Boyardee canned macaroni and cheese.. Let's see, yesterday, had Chicken Quesedilla.. yes, I want the stuff at Tulane, the sandwich that's open all night.. hot chicken wings with this white cheesey sauce, don't know what it is, is hot and like has some certain twang or thing to it but not foamy like a Tulane taco.. It's pretty big and a bit ridiculously hard to finish. Large Oreo Crumble, $4.
I woke up and tried to cry and stimulate myself, did some, felt like my hamster dying with its teeth taken away.. then I stimulated myself and did it but not much but this time was happy I didn't.
So, I told the teacher I forget the old assignment in Voice for the Actor I missed because it was memorizing like a little paragraph. She has another class, and I had to memorize something. I left, though. I gave her a pink, cold vase with a set of red roses and white little flowers. I got raspberry chocolates with my psych money.. She came on the stage, and I hoppped 1 step down the broad stairs. Took my shoes off later and even like walked very very slowly, like a robot, you know.. In the locker, my toes almost crossed, like an Altamonte Springs mystery, ancient thing. Like, they seemed like 1 and would twist up forever. Like a ghost story. 00 I gave out candies some. I was late to Improv(isation) in the rain, as I said. I asked the teacher stuff after class, like about singing and then why no one like hung out. I told her in Talented Theater, I stayed late to help put books away. It seemed very important. My teacher was from New Orleans. She was very attractive, and at drama club people thought I was her daughter. She was about 10 years older, 10-15, you know like 29 and I was 16. Her last name was French. I don't know if I got that mad. I did when the teacher kept fucking after I missed an assignment like a fetish or irritation. She called my future son a nigger to be safe and I ended up just storming off because it wasn't really funny.. just an itch, something that went on, she wouldn't leave me alone, when I was mad.
I forget my dream, now, but it was..
So, I woke up like around 1 P.M. I ate liverwurst, and for the 1st time I couldn't finish it. I had wheat bagels with butter, like yesterday.. I mean I didn't finish my 2nd slice of liverwurst after the Oscar Meyer Weiner my dad got turkey on a white bakery bread with ketchup and for the 1st time in awhile mustard. I had some Valentine's stuff.. Having Chef Boyardee canned macaroni and cheese.. Let's see, yesterday, had Chicken Quesedilla.. yes, I want the stuff at Tulane, the sandwich that's open all night.. hot chicken wings with this white cheesey sauce, don't know what it is, is hot and like has some certain twang or thing to it but not foamy like a Tulane taco.. It's pretty big and a bit ridiculously hard to finish. Large Oreo Crumble, $4.
I woke up and tried to cry and stimulate myself, did some, felt like my hamster dying with its teeth taken away.. then I stimulated myself and did it but not much but this time was happy I didn't.
So, I told the teacher I forget the old assignment in Voice for the Actor I missed because it was memorizing like a little paragraph. She has another class, and I had to memorize something. I left, though. I gave her a pink, cold vase with a set of red roses and white little flowers. I got raspberry chocolates with my psych money.. She came on the stage, and I hoppped 1 step down the broad stairs. Took my shoes off later and even like walked very very slowly, like a robot, you know.. In the locker, my toes almost crossed, like an Altamonte Springs mystery, ancient thing. Like, they seemed like 1 and would twist up forever. Like a ghost story. 00 I gave out candies some. I was late to Improv(isation) in the rain, as I said. I asked the teacher stuff after class, like about singing and then why no one like hung out. I told her in Talented Theater, I stayed late to help put books away. It seemed very important. My teacher was from New Orleans. She was very attractive, and at drama club people thought I was her daughter. She was about 10 years older, 10-15, you know like 29 and I was 16. Her last name was French. I don't know if I got that mad. I did when the teacher kept fucking after I missed an assignment like a fetish or irritation. She called my future son a nigger to be safe and I ended up just storming off because it wasn't really funny.. just an itch, something that went on, she wouldn't leave me alone, when I was mad.
Wondering
So, what's up with Ginny? She just doesn't really go on Facebook that much. I mean, she does have a funny attitude about it, probably just doesn't have time and doesn't want people like me addicted to it..which why would I do that?
Problem
Someone, help, stop telling me I'm just a dead piece of shit because my dad is born in 1950. I'm just a girl. I can feel and be whatever I want. I have a mom.
Problem
So, what's wrong with Ginny? Why is she so sarcastic? Who the fuck do you think you are? If I posted it on your Facebook, you could unfriend me. Why the hell didn't you actually friend me on my new Facebook? I didn't do anything on your Facebook. You're stupid. Just go to hell loser and quit talking to my dad you dumb fuck. What's your problem? You're useless. Why don't you answer, you useless clown, m*********** over Generation Z.. Stop doing shit in the wind. Watchu got with Ellen you piece of shit?
Problem
Ellen DeGeneres is being like stupid acting nice but that I'm the 1950 Generation X not Y generation. She thinks it's a joke. Stop doing it you m*********** lunatic. Treat me like I'm something. Tim Burton ruined my life. I can post about your goddamn show and whatever the crap I want @ you, never attacked you do you hear you dumb fuck? You're nothing.
Problem
Stop sliding around acting sneaky around me and all attacking me and farting that I'm nothing in some ways that don't even exist and I can't pursuit happiness because you don't have time and you take my time.
Problem
So, why does Ellen DeGeneres keep telling me I "am" "1950 crap." I'm smarter than younger kids and better. I am NOT my dad, at all. It's not funny. You don't do this to others. You got nothing to do, you, WHAT'S THIS? I AM FROM THE NEW ORLEANS AREA.. I don't care what you found out you do not have to do. I know what I do not have to do. Stop treating me like I'm an older kid generation. You good-for-nothing. If you were here, I would *** you. I would just **** you do ***** for fun. Stop getting back at me for getting mad at your SINS YOU GODDAMN *BEEP*
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM
WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM
Problem
WHY WON'T MY AUNT LEAVE ME ALONE. STOP TREATING ME LIKE A NIGGER, YOU PIECE OF CRAP, YOU GODDAMN NIGGER.
Sly in a Tacky Way
Ellen DeGeneres is sly in a tacky way. She's getting back like she's cute and young to someone younger. I don't like these messages. The way you've spoken with my family and relatives, other than being mean to my mom.. What's your goddamn fucking problem? You're not nice all the time. You gotta problem? I never insulted you and if I did would be an accident, right??
Problem
YOU NIGGERS I'M GONNA **** YOU ALL FOR INCORPORATING MY FAMILY IN PERVERTED WAYS JUST GO TO HELL..
Problem
Why do I get the idea my oldest aunt is attacking me? THIS IS NOT OKAY. I think she made my mom lose her eyesight because SHE LIVES A DAINTY LIFE YOU NIGGER YOU GODDAMN NIGGER GET OVER IT YOU NIGGER YOU SINNER.
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