Showing posts with label Tim Burton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tim Burton. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

What's Only Precious

I saw a decal on a car, and the 1st ½ seemed so precious and the 2nd ½ I just knew why it wasn't.  The only nice thing about people born in 1950 is how precious they are.

Pattern

So, I read my blog and noticed a pattern.  I did finally decide to have to take off and recover and I'm not getting a reception because Tim Burton happened, and I don't get it I don't care I'm still special like I was before and can still be special like everyone else has been striving to be, don't need my opportunity taken away from me, not to be done to anybody.

Mad

My mom was out eating and I just wanted to keep on my ear plugs, maybe thought it would be my dad, who can't control himself around me, like Tim Burton, and I want a life and I want to live forever, and I felt like I could be young forever.  I felt like other beings existed, I was having a lot of fun..

I was upset, and I found it was because she wanted to do something because I didn't feel like taking out my ear plugs.  She just isn't tactual, claims I burnt out and did something at 11, it feels, and just makes my life shit.  Also, she acts like I have to **** my dad.  I was just mad that she keeps thinking I "am" like him all of a sudden when that wasn't what I said.  People keep going ahead of me and doing things thinking I am not nice when they just say I am too nice.  I don't think that's anything like me.  I do what I'm supposed to, and people have an option to react to me or leave me alone and let me succeed.  So, if she's mean, I just say she's shit.  I mean, my parents used to act nice.  Their only thing is when like you get better from feeling like shit, but my brother keeps wanting to think he's better than me and I guess that's just not something that "is" me.

Reading People's Minds

So, why does Tim Burton annoy me so much - like people read his mind about what he knows about my life.

"Born and Bred in the Briar Patch"

Something funny is my friend from Florida came over to the New Orleans area and she secretly in a cute way that's kinda funny to speculate|spectacle on made a splash in the area and seems like she's from there kinda.  Hm.  This could be serious.  I think Tim Burton knows.  I think the whole world knows about my 2 old best friends who wouldn't talk to me anymore and who were both mean to me maybe it's okay and maybe it's justified to me.  It did make me mad just because I had no one else I could get to know as well.  I was mad otherwise.  At the younger 1 I fought back, like talked to her in a mimicy, nasty, cutting way it felt, more just was nagging, though.  The other 1 scared me.  I think the other 1 yea asked if I was "gay."  I think the other 1 wanted to call me a nigger because her mom is Lithuanian and her dad is all British.

Speaking of the title of my post, as I was walking worried that the Country Bear Jamboree just isn't funny anymore and before it was like I mean it knocked me out!  I could not stand coming here later on!  It seemed like it was made after the New Orleans area.  Maybe it was specifically spirited after the city I lived in and maybe like for example Pearl River possibly in some way.  I mean, there's also this place called like Bugaloosa a professor of English in honors in college in New Orleans talked about, had a small house, showed pictures of his granddaughter doing violin I think, had a maybe like greyhound type dog but not a greyhound, which I read a kid's book on a big fat messy-looking witch had 1 and ate it and was gonna ask to eat the horse of the guy, too, I mean he had the dog, maybe found this dunno where probably in the nation's oldest continuing city.