In Class

The teacher was gonna feel my back for a long time for Voice for the Actor, but she said you wanna do me and I jumped up and did it..  Well, she seemed to have a big hollow sound through her back, and her throat is also her core|key.

Something Funny

So, people are joking about a city I used to live in called Altamonte Springs.  Someone here, an adult, seemed to think, “Oh, I don’t know, did you see me on the trampoline?”  3D

Nanny ♫

Why does my mom act like I did things I didn't do?  People just act like I'm not white.  That's kinda sick.  It just seems like she's not European.  Why is she telling me all these sick ways I'm like my dad or like my dad isn't strong or he's too fat?  I did gymnastics and I wasn't lazy.  My dad is a good guy and did some neat stuff, photography and rhythm guitar??  What's so funny about rhythm guitar??  What does that mean about photography?  She acts like I react the wrong way, but that doesn't mean I'm bad.  It just feels like I belong in a Penn state asylum for not seeming detailed and alive.  I talked to my grandma, and my face was not as detailed after I got contacts.  Ellen DeGeneres acted nasty about me thinking it was cool I posted something of this nature online because she's not from a farm family partly, maybe.  She thought she'd get away with it and will deny this fact.  I am not sure what really happened, for sure, though..  I don't need someone with a problem to monitor me, like my friend from Saint Augustine.  She's a brat and bully.  What's so good about her?  She wastes my time when I see her and doesn't comment.  She shoved me off on Facebook like I was a loser.  She made a racistly influenced remark on MySpace.

HUN GRY

Cool Orleans

I had this really cool friend supposedly from San Fransisco who had lots of cats.  She was just all around the center of attention, whether or not she knows.  She is 1 year older, a month, or maybe so, I think, shy.  I remember because I saw her for her birthday, a bit after, once or twice, and she showed me she finally got some hip clothing.  She knew the popular boy in her year, though born in October or November, from New Orleans, whose best friend died.  She sat with him at pep rallies.  He was so, like, attractive when I interacted with him, like at P.E., sometimes or at least once at length, with the classes separated into 4.  The school was about 200 students per year.  It seems like all we could think about was like oh should you have been on like the dance team?  What about ballet, anyway?  What was I thinking?  What happens to people with dark hair?  I did fit in.  I did make flag team, but since my friend didn't I didn't do it.  They train with band, 1 hour during the day, which would have replaced Art II, "Advanced" Drawing and Painting, and after school a lot.  I guess it was a bit difficult, I mean they don't do this in junior high all the time.  It seemed like I'd make it.  Actually, I was hoping the boy would stay and I'd stay in it.  The drama teacher left, too.  Hardly anyone was in drama, and no one my age, the other few a bit older.  That boy was in choir, too, and sang Titanic as a solo.  I didn't try to get in Talented Music until later.  I found I wanted to quit when I got older and heard it would have been better so much if I did it the 1st year with the other teacher who left.  It was so sucky after my initial year!  I guess a year of Talented Theater did it, too.  The community theater had a dying agenda.  I didn't do theater at NOCCA because Classical Instrumental Music for piano was more smart and connected the arts, better, and gave me more valuable tools.  I might not have went back were I still in high school.  It's not a reliable program and may be for mainstream New Orleanians.  It was fun in the summer, but they don't let you board, since I went.