Saturday, February 29, 2020
Friday, February 28, 2020
I was thinking about posting how I was depressed...
...and the people involved monitoring me in private said, "...and you couldn't believe it wasn't it," a little hysterically.
Anyway, people are trying to hurt me, and my relationship with an older lady I like is a little dodgy, with the excuse she is seduced into hypnosis by taking my fame, of people punishing me for no good reason. It seems like I had everything for me and then I had nothing left. I feel a sense of annoyance by some people out there knowing her. Also, I feel more separated from her. Otherwise, people keep bringing her up and it may make them happy but it makes me feel more lonely or alone, secluded and annoyingly sheltered for no reason.
The world is waiting for something bad to happen to me, and it's presently like it's still holding its breath to happen where I can't enjoy it ... but somehow.
Anyway, people are trying to hurt me, and my relationship with an older lady I like is a little dodgy, with the excuse she is seduced into hypnosis by taking my fame, of people punishing me for no good reason. It seems like I had everything for me and then I had nothing left. I feel a sense of annoyance by some people out there knowing her. Also, I feel more separated from her. Otherwise, people keep bringing her up and it may make them happy but it makes me feel more lonely or alone, secluded and annoyingly sheltered for no reason.
The world is waiting for something bad to happen to me, and it's presently like it's still holding its breath to happen where I can't enjoy it ... but somehow.
Thursday, February 27, 2020
(continued)
Here is a post from another blog of mine:
"Ellen's mom put her in the sun young so her hair would be white, and her skin used to be dark, like an orange, as a baby and toddler.
It seems sometimes all Ellen wants to say is that only blondes get it. However, she seemed rebellious of her mom making her so stimulated and with white hair, so she didn't even do it. She might think nothing happened in the world because it's only okay with white hair. What if it's true? Maybe, we can put an end to her frustrations and unwanted power."
"Ellen's mom put her in the sun young so her hair would be white, and her skin used to be dark, like an orange, as a baby and toddler.
It seems sometimes all Ellen wants to say is that only blondes get it. However, she seemed rebellious of her mom making her so stimulated and with white hair, so she didn't even do it. She might think nothing happened in the world because it's only okay with white hair. What if it's true? Maybe, we can put an end to her frustrations and unwanted power."
In some ways at some times, I wonder if only futuristic people like Asians and people who are mixed with Asian and white. However, a lot of the people mixed with white and Filipino had a hard time and became the poster image for the success of people mixed with white and any kind of "Oriental" Asian, like Japan to Vietnam.
Wednesday, February 26, 2020
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Easy but Stressful - School Online
School is working out, but it's still stressful.
I mean the classes aren't too hard to succeed in.
I'm studying online at The Baptist College of Florida.
I'm doing music so have extra responsibilities: private lessons, ensemble, and watching performances.
I'm in 4 academic setting courses, otherwise.
Also, I take the bus to the ensemble and performances because I don't have a car. The ensemble is only one time a week, Sunday nights, then I wake up late Monday and don't accomplish much then, my main day off it seems.
Oh, I just find it's hard to spend any time on it, at times. Who knows what it'd be like not in an art or performing life?
I mean the classes aren't too hard to succeed in.
I'm studying online at The Baptist College of Florida.
I'm doing music so have extra responsibilities: private lessons, ensemble, and watching performances.
I'm in 4 academic setting courses, otherwise.
Also, I take the bus to the ensemble and performances because I don't have a car. The ensemble is only one time a week, Sunday nights, then I wake up late Monday and don't accomplish much then, my main day off it seems.
Oh, I just find it's hard to spend any time on it, at times. Who knows what it'd be like not in an art or performing life?
My little brother is in the shower, and I'm waiting to use the restroom so I can do a beginner cardio workout for 1/2 hour, including warmup and cooldown. I've slept most of the day and been eating too. I have to start my homework. It's Tuesday. Sundays are late because of orchestra. I went shopping the next day without enough sleep. So, I slept more, and Wednesday will be here soon. I don't think I have much else to do this week, just help my dad with something for the car one day and maybe eat out with his cousin, have to help him if he gets to eat out with her, too, with his walker. It might be another crazy week. We might see his cousin next week if not this week. My grades are pretty good mostly.
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