Friday, September 6, 2019

Picture of Me Now

Untitled

Less and Less “Sex”

I got drift I swear they thought I was in trouble and I would not have any relationship.

Question 

Who’s spoiling the party?

Picture of Me Now

Untitled

Ballet at the College Nextdoor to Mine

It's like having the Royal Ballet in your own backyard.

College Ballet

I may be able to do it at the college nextdoor.  They don't have the ballet minor at my main college, anymore.  It's musical theater with just the 1st level of ballet.

People Using People

People are not a toss up, like toys or "objects of wealth."

(I deleted a similar post and posted this instead now.)

But wait, there's more.

I'm cutting a layer in my hair tonight.

My Hair

I'm pretending I'm a blonde ... where ... lighter is better!

I don't want it all white, though, or all red.

Beauty

I'm bleaching my hair, again.

Me Singing Now

Thursday, September 5, 2019

Impatient

I want to have deep thoughts and post on message boards.

Why I Am Still Here-

I've stuck myself to posting online long ago but still not enough earlier in time to be "legit."

It has been my escape.  I locked myself from my family! and just posted online for years!  12 to be exact if you count all the years since I started, but I literally locked myself in my room for 2 1/2 years.  I don't talk, sing, laugh, joke, etc., as well, and people still ignore me if I'm good at posting online.

Still, all I seem to see is my family and people nagging at me when I go grocery shopping with my dad, etc., or to the mall or something.

Too Much Blogging?

Many people are real writers and many people talk a lot.

(continued)

like taking the pearl

Concerned

at my futile attempts in violin might sink like my singing ... crunching time when I am publicly humiliated and socially downgraded and in relation.

Normal Person With Odd Problems

I'm considered bad for being sad about my problems, like I'm "just like everyone else" on their bad day.

Entering My Life

I'm trying to ignore bad things of people distracting me.

"What's Important?"

So, why does one person matter more than others and not me much at all anymore?

Edit

I edited my last post.