"All I Ask of You" from The Phantom of the Opera, and I raised an eyebrow.
Showing posts with label Arts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Arts. Show all posts
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Flipping [the] Pain
I sang "Macavity" from Cats, about 2 ***y cats, but then I did a circus-y 1 involving more moves with a boy and girl cat, and it seemed that Ellen DeGeneres from the New Orleans area would like the 1st song in the style of the circus 1, but I decided that coming from the opposite area I like to sorta flip around pain for fun.. feeling a greasy head.
Friday, February 8, 2013
After Class
The teacher asked me if I was gonna kill anyone. She also asked me about theater, said it was my 2nd option, I did music and maybe singing major.
transportation
The center isn't answering yet, hope they didn't take off, need to book in advance? Also, the school site isn't working, so I had to check something to see next week, a girl in Voice..
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.
me @ class - dance - 1½ min
YouTube
Some of it didn't record, neither did my psyc reading, with a blonde lady in her 50s or something.
Some of it didn't record, neither did my psyc reading, with a blonde lady in her 50s or something.
THIS IS SO FUNNY
The Atlantian jazz musicians seemed to say, "But I did it, and when I did it, I did it deceased in the Lord!"
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Dream
I remember for a long time, 1st Ginny Kopf said suggested she was having a baby and it was because of a sequence of events of something I did annoying, or wrong. We were like on a running belt. I wasn't mad, in particular, but I was very generally just upset at the turn of events. I probably was being quite bad. I think she had me hit my forehead, where I really hit it doing a sumersault. I came to but was a bit knocked out in my head, so she picked me up, felt much older and bigger than me. It felt really good, just realized, and I was pretty comfortable. It was a long time. She noticed I had my legs folded up with pressure around her body in the air, so it was right when I put them down. So, she was making me feel good. I don't remember all the dynamics, but you can imagine.
After that, I was in my grandma's house with my older aunt and little brother. We watched a movie I forget or watched something short else before that wasn't exactly a public show. I was recording my brother and mainly me watching. I dug in my backpack and realized I could charge the camera on the computer in the morning, like when my brother was on it. I went to the bathroom, like there were 3 bathrooms in a made-up maze. I went, but I realized 2 red lights outside might be a wolf, last night heard a noise, not sure what it was, maybe a click and hiss, and saw like a light twice coming up from a level of where my head was. It was like green. There is a little green blinking light in that area. So, I went out of the bathroom, people glad there would be my poo, pee, and toilet paper in it to prove I got out, and I never saw the wolf come but I made it inside, feeling I guess a bit paralyzed and irritated, you know sick like I am now. So, I got in and went to the bathroom somewhere else, was in line, but I found I was gonna play an oboe. I played pressing the keys, noticed my ring finger was up. I think it was Ginny teaching, but I came up and realized it was an old, fat man. I was doing "I Love the Mountains." I never played it. The person, obviously, well on the way I was anticipating that I was new, saw a girl with like a small, plastic bassoon, which is like a clarinet|oboe shaped like a horn, and it turned out I was "talented," or I could feel music. They were just a ring master and enjoying the beat, but it came out like it was a program, like a little blast or sorta band of noise, you know? I think I learned that in choir and liked the music I heard when I was little and as a baby watched MTV and my naked dad.
So, Ginny was looking down at me, and I had to stay with her because my head hurt. I woke up feeling good, with a blanket against my butt and back. I tried to put on my slipper standing on 1 foot but was dizzy and couldn't do it. I have fluffy boot slippers. I'm still dizzy and holding myself in place.
After that, I was in my grandma's house with my older aunt and little brother. We watched a movie I forget or watched something short else before that wasn't exactly a public show. I was recording my brother and mainly me watching. I dug in my backpack and realized I could charge the camera on the computer in the morning, like when my brother was on it. I went to the bathroom, like there were 3 bathrooms in a made-up maze. I went, but I realized 2 red lights outside might be a wolf, last night heard a noise, not sure what it was, maybe a click and hiss, and saw like a light twice coming up from a level of where my head was. It was like green. There is a little green blinking light in that area. So, I went out of the bathroom, people glad there would be my poo, pee, and toilet paper in it to prove I got out, and I never saw the wolf come but I made it inside, feeling I guess a bit paralyzed and irritated, you know sick like I am now. So, I got in and went to the bathroom somewhere else, was in line, but I found I was gonna play an oboe. I played pressing the keys, noticed my ring finger was up. I think it was Ginny teaching, but I came up and realized it was an old, fat man. I was doing "I Love the Mountains." I never played it. The person, obviously, well on the way I was anticipating that I was new, saw a girl with like a small, plastic bassoon, which is like a clarinet|oboe shaped like a horn, and it turned out I was "talented," or I could feel music. They were just a ring master and enjoying the beat, but it came out like it was a program, like a little blast or sorta band of noise, you know? I think I learned that in choir and liked the music I heard when I was little and as a baby watched MTV and my naked dad.
So, Ginny was looking down at me, and I had to stay with her because my head hurt. I woke up feeling good, with a blanket against my butt and back. I tried to put on my slipper standing on 1 foot but was dizzy and couldn't do it. I have fluffy boot slippers. I'm still dizzy and holding myself in place.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Agitation
So, in class, when we were lying down a long time, I spread my legs in agitation to the chairs.
Class
After class, the teacher had a meeting, was supposed to talk to me..thought it meant something. In my hw, she told me to keep doing that, too. Had a meeting with a female. Got mad and ripped my paper because I kept asking her. I didn't get it, could have asked her another day, didn't think of it. She should have just left. I held the door open, and she didn't care, I think, but cared ABOUT THAT GIRL FROM CALIFORNIA because otherwise she would probably just be grumpy. What a useless- Well, she ripped my paper with her pen. She was trying to. She crossed it out again, too, a lot. She told me the wrong page or someone did. So, stay after and ask the teacher and I guess tell them if someone told you wrong.
Class, Yesterday
So, I walked across the room and lay on the couch a bit, walked up to the teacher and walked out. I saw a guy for the next class, told him not to go in, and he knew the class was guilty, unsure what was up. I had my heeled boots on. I don't have boots without heels. :| They don't sell many around.
Mardi Gras
Tomorrow, is Mardi Gras, from 11-2. I can't believe we have to practice for theater. I haven't had any time, and the practice didn't involve me much, 3 people. We're coming to school on Monday to practice, but I don't have class that day. I guess they just didn't want to come the day of, which is fine. So, yea, she suggested maybe we practiced a little script for 3 hours. I guess I am not that much into theater nor this script. I mean, practicing with 2 other amateurs..it just wasn't all that encouraging. They were afraid to have fun, just practicing being goody-goods.
hw
I have to remember a little paragraph for makeup by tomorrow, but that may be all my homework save a journal for Improv. I turned in a late set of journals compiled, doubled 1, but they weren't very long. My new 1s aren't about the class. I need to do some harder floor workouts.. forgot what else I was gonna say. Oh yea, not sure how to find them. Let's see, Feb. 6, gotta save money, might be able to use my EBT card at a gas station but no all.
Facebook Post
To: http://www.facebook.com/ginny.kopf
Hi, I wanted to talk to you, about class. ... I hope you had a good class today. I'll think about it in my blog, about how to have a better experience. I was just worried about it, nothing wrong with that, does show I'm interested in something others think is too late. Not sure exactly what my point was, though. I thought of what bothered me and got tired and forgot about it. I got a lot done talking about it, tonight, though. Well, hope we have a good class session Thursday. Not sure how to make it better. It's Mardi Gras at Valencia, so should make a difference. So, I blogger about the class today on my blog, which is my #1 thing in this existence other than maybe unorganized possibilities..who knows what that would mean..? So, I blogged about the class.. http://cab1986orlfl15.blogspot.com/2013/02/facebookpost20130206-1.html
Hi, I wanted to talk to you, about class. I got something to quell me and distract me from the kids in the Voice for the Actor class, guess that older guy started it, is younger than you just a little.. So, when the guy bothered me I just wouldn't have it, wanted to do something back but couldn't really get myself to shrug it off. People are just mean to me. They don't care what I say. I don't want to do this. I don't see them as native Floridians. If they are, they are just in the stuff. So many kids in the class were like hissing curse words. Did you tell them to do that, just for fun, because I mean I don't think I would do that, not sure why that would be okay. Guess it just came up, then? I have a right to take class from you at college. The problem was the students, not sure what it is. So, I did notice, maybe you did, that you were mad at me because I was upset. Seems like you want me to be a suck up. I don't mean anything bad using the term a "suck up," just a cute word. You're acting like since I am not submissive to the Floridian culture that maybe I have to assimilate to a proper way of living as a contemporary citizen, of the U.S. I was just worried about the way you seem to want us to be like goody-goods, or else the class would make me go out of control wondering if I'm Floridian. I'm mixed, but I actually grew up in Florida. I was wondering why you are uptight on Facebook because everyone online is not very giving online, and it is actually "the" opportunity, not something you can take for granted to save a spot for later? I was hoping your classes would be fun. 3( You seem to be ring leading your current students but I see you already appear to be old in some way. I'm not sure if I'm in the right place or if you're just a competitive person, maybe more important than most all the other teachers, at least in Florida. Like, you seem to want to know if I want something, felt that you just wanted something from me and then pretty much don't want to talk to me, like you want something but you don't talk. I don't know who I was to start off with, more was my mom's kid and had to live with my dad. My mom gives me what I want and is strict. I don't know what's wrong with my dad. I don't feel that European myself around him but at least have a connection. I do feel more physical. It's just that around my mom I look more European, at least before. In Florida, all people cared about was like how my life wasn't very physically pleasurable. After I came back from elsewhere, it became more in line with some focal idea. It's just that I don't really mold who I am in that way. I know the reason I look Jewish is because it's like a pull away from "being a gymnast." Anyway, it's late and I also want to do something else. I hope the pacifiers I got will keep me occupied in class, keep me from crying, which I am so not prone to ever do in a bad way anymore unless someone summoned it. I think I am just mad that people don't think I am a true Floridian when I've been here since birth. It's just because my dad is from Pennsylvania, but I think it's cool. I think they just want my parents for themselves, themselves. With you, I am concerned about your getting out, like your maybe hoping for the future while maybe people like me will move on. I will move on because I realize my goals and don't lackadaisically put them off, why would you think otherwise? I just feed myself and rest and then everyone comes to me for the ***. I never did anything wrong, so it's a lie to think not.. :V I feel controlled by Italians born in the mid|late 70s. People are just questioning what I've done and changing my future because of Tim Burton, just admit it. You're just saying I can't be cool because my dad is from Pennsylvania and not like Florida nor L.A. nor somewhere else in California.. I will not listen to rules from Pennsylvania of fake things. I don't even know why this is. I can see if it's for fun, but it seems like it's because of something I did wrong. If I have a tight situation, you can't make it all the tighter like that's when that is. I thought you were down-to-earth and Western, why I took your class, plus you also seemed like a beckoning figure, all the same. Guess you're also ½ Pennsylvanian. I think Pennsylvania is now just priced for the separate Amish whatever, perhaps where my relatives live now, and maybe for the prestige of your city, of which I know not. However, my relatives aren't all European ethnically. It is my understanding most people aren't, so then it doesn't matter. People are a bit stand-offish to me from having an all Chinese mom. The thing is my dad is not my mom, and most people are not mothered by their dads. 1st, my egg is from my mom, and I was pregnated in her. Then, I knew she was my mom! Then, I stayed with her.. So, I'm loading footage of me talking tonight. That'll make me feel better. You know, you know it's wrong to say you have to give up something to make an accurate statement. Pretty much everyone just kinda keeps going doing that, as though it's their relief. Well, fine, let it out. Ah, guess I'll be taking my leave, for now, write an intro to this. You seem awfully bored by my company but maybe interested. I am concerned about people joking about you. I guess I just don't find it cool, just them saying they're jealous and mad they aren't as good and don't feel like moving. I know that they like to have fun with me. It's just that they think ooh maybe I'm Christina. Haha, dunno.
Hi, I wanted to talk to you, about class. ... I hope you had a good class today. I'll think about it in my blog, about how to have a better experience. I was just worried about it, nothing wrong with that, does show I'm interested in something others think is too late. Not sure exactly what my point was, though. I thought of what bothered me and got tired and forgot about it. I got a lot done talking about it, tonight, though. Well, hope we have a good class session Thursday. Not sure how to make it better. It's Mardi Gras at Valencia, so should make a difference. So, I blogger about the class today on my blog, which is my #1 thing in this existence other than maybe unorganized possibilities..who knows what that would mean..? So, I blogged about the class.. http://cab1986orlfl15.blogspot.com/2013/02/facebookpost20130206-1.html
Hi, I wanted to talk to you, about class. I got something to quell me and distract me from the kids in the Voice for the Actor class, guess that older guy started it, is younger than you just a little.. So, when the guy bothered me I just wouldn't have it, wanted to do something back but couldn't really get myself to shrug it off. People are just mean to me. They don't care what I say. I don't want to do this. I don't see them as native Floridians. If they are, they are just in the stuff. So many kids in the class were like hissing curse words. Did you tell them to do that, just for fun, because I mean I don't think I would do that, not sure why that would be okay. Guess it just came up, then? I have a right to take class from you at college. The problem was the students, not sure what it is. So, I did notice, maybe you did, that you were mad at me because I was upset. Seems like you want me to be a suck up. I don't mean anything bad using the term a "suck up," just a cute word. You're acting like since I am not submissive to the Floridian culture that maybe I have to assimilate to a proper way of living as a contemporary citizen, of the U.S. I was just worried about the way you seem to want us to be like goody-goods, or else the class would make me go out of control wondering if I'm Floridian. I'm mixed, but I actually grew up in Florida. I was wondering why you are uptight on Facebook because everyone online is not very giving online, and it is actually "the" opportunity, not something you can take for granted to save a spot for later? I was hoping your classes would be fun. 3( You seem to be ring leading your current students but I see you already appear to be old in some way. I'm not sure if I'm in the right place or if you're just a competitive person, maybe more important than most all the other teachers, at least in Florida. Like, you seem to want to know if I want something, felt that you just wanted something from me and then pretty much don't want to talk to me, like you want something but you don't talk. I don't know who I was to start off with, more was my mom's kid and had to live with my dad. My mom gives me what I want and is strict. I don't know what's wrong with my dad. I don't feel that European myself around him but at least have a connection. I do feel more physical. It's just that around my mom I look more European, at least before. In Florida, all people cared about was like how my life wasn't very physically pleasurable. After I came back from elsewhere, it became more in line with some focal idea. It's just that I don't really mold who I am in that way. I know the reason I look Jewish is because it's like a pull away from "being a gymnast." Anyway, it's late and I also want to do something else. I hope the pacifiers I got will keep me occupied in class, keep me from crying, which I am so not prone to ever do in a bad way anymore unless someone summoned it. I think I am just mad that people don't think I am a true Floridian when I've been here since birth. It's just because my dad is from Pennsylvania, but I think it's cool. I think they just want my parents for themselves, themselves. With you, I am concerned about your getting out, like your maybe hoping for the future while maybe people like me will move on. I will move on because I realize my goals and don't lackadaisically put them off, why would you think otherwise? I just feed myself and rest and then everyone comes to me for the ***. I never did anything wrong, so it's a lie to think not.. :V I feel controlled by Italians born in the mid|late 70s. People are just questioning what I've done and changing my future because of Tim Burton, just admit it. You're just saying I can't be cool because my dad is from Pennsylvania and not like Florida nor L.A. nor somewhere else in California.. I will not listen to rules from Pennsylvania of fake things. I don't even know why this is. I can see if it's for fun, but it seems like it's because of something I did wrong. If I have a tight situation, you can't make it all the tighter like that's when that is. I thought you were down-to-earth and Western, why I took your class, plus you also seemed like a beckoning figure, all the same. Guess you're also ½ Pennsylvanian. I think Pennsylvania is now just priced for the separate Amish whatever, perhaps where my relatives live now, and maybe for the prestige of your city, of which I know not. However, my relatives aren't all European ethnically. It is my understanding most people aren't, so then it doesn't matter. People are a bit stand-offish to me from having an all Chinese mom. The thing is my dad is not my mom, and most people are not mothered by their dads. 1st, my egg is from my mom, and I was pregnated in her. Then, I knew she was my mom! Then, I stayed with her.. So, I'm loading footage of me talking tonight. That'll make me feel better. You know, you know it's wrong to say you have to give up something to make an accurate statement. Pretty much everyone just kinda keeps going doing that, as though it's their relief. Well, fine, let it out. Ah, guess I'll be taking my leave, for now, write an intro to this. You seem awfully bored by my company but maybe interested. I am concerned about people joking about you. I guess I just don't find it cool, just them saying they're jealous and mad they aren't as good and don't feel like moving. I know that they like to have fun with me. It's just that they think ooh maybe I'm Christina. Haha, dunno.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Problems
Not sure what exactly is bugging me, but I may have went to school early and don't have an ironing board so may ask my dad to buy 1. It's locked in my parents's room, tonight. The problem is it might have been done on purpose. So, at 8, when my parents are both gone, probably, I rush and get out the ironing board and ready to board by 9.. Hm, my parents were good, but I think I felt pressure from the outside world for them being good because other people were part Italian and probably other minor European ethnicities. I feel totally rejected, and I mean I can't just like do away with myself. Also, I hit my right side, like a sack, the female thing. I was aware and careful. Also, what if I wanted to take the bus, early! 0:, I probably wouldn't.. Wait, why do you think it's so funny I said, that idea? I don't care about weird families, I mean I care, but I mean it's their predicament. We don't all suffer, I just realized. I've never met any insane adults, but I imagine they wind up with perverted sons, etc.
What I'm Doing
Nails drying, guess I'll watch "The Ellen DeGeneres Show" and prepare food for tomorrow, maybe rehearse some and go nite nite, wake up by 7 A.M., do my hair, makeup ... iron tonight ... need to plan my bottom for my dress and blazer.
Monday, February 4, 2013
Facebook Post
from before
Hey,
Ginny, we just practiced. I think that the girl from NYC, who is
African-American, was really upset the whole time for some reason
wanting the girl with the curly very fair hair from California (English)
to connect with her, not as separate,
so I was worried about her. I found she is a singer and am going to her
performance class next week. Maybe, you should get to know this
person.. http://cab1986orlfl15.blogspot.com/2013/02/practice.html
Sorry, I hope I’m not bothering, just thought I was supposed to let you
know, somehow, on your site. Don’t want to take up too much, just
thought it was significant, sure you think so, too..
Christina AJ Barrett: Practice
cab1986orlfl15.blogspot.com
Practice
So, the black girl from NYC when she was 13, 10 years ago,
pretty much didn’t want the white blonde with very fair, curly hair, with an
English origin family, to like not connect with her because of race. Then, the Cali girl treated us like we weren’t
from Florida nor Cali. I don’t have some
stupid culture test. Anyway, so, you
black girl were like yelling in her face the entire script! Too bad she has no one to turn to. :’{ I’m
going to her voice performance class next week I think. Help!
:0
WAH
My parents can't take me to school to practice, so I have to go by bus. I've never been on the buses here. My lunch is packed, probably will get a diet shake. Might take 1½-2 hours. Probably 2 or 3 stops.
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
HUN GRY
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