Showing posts with label Ginny Kopf. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ginny Kopf. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Maniac

So, why is Tim flaring around hatred or his minions echo it?  I'm sure he does.  He's not a polite guy from California.  Ooh, wow, so I'm a piece of shit from Florida.  I didn't think so.  Are you just jealous I was created on the beach?  Tim Burton just is being so clumsy like everything has to be shit because most people were shit.  He clean flung the world.  So, what, are we waiting to introduce me to someone rooted in Florida?  I know my aunt's husband's parents moved to Miami from Cleveland.  I saw his X.  She's Latino but bleached her hair.  His family is nice.  I know Ginny Kopf moved here in her early 20s.  Johnny Depp isn't from California.  Kentucky?  That's like Tennessee.  I saw all of Miley Cyrus, well, all that was released on DVD, couldn't find anything else, though I guess I could have tried iTunes.  Or thought maybe more episodes had to exist on YouTube.  Ginny Kopf is from the San Fransisco area.  I made friends sorta with a boy, clung to him and he came over after choir I think and maybe for other reasons, and he's from Cinncinati.  I'm not fond of that area.  I had hoped he was from California.  So, I was 7 and 8 when I knew him.  Cinncinati is actually by Kentucky.  I just let that thought click, as well.  So, then, I have a cousin, too.  Her dad's last name is Italian, I think.  My dad's sisters are supposedly disobedient socially.  I just couldn't get into the meat, like if she had like a person in her life from the South.  So, anything below Pennsylvania is the South now.  It's also sorta about how good you are, really, because that was kinda the question to begin with.  I saw Elle Fanning, anyway, she moved to L.A. at 1.  She has Georgia culture, and it's really scary.  I guess she just wants to be racist.  I have friends who moved at 7|8 and 9.  Well, I moved around, myself, but I connected it all like a good girl like you were supposed to.  ':{  Be positive.  Don't ask questions.  Why would I have roots in Pennsylvania?  I know my mom lived there a little, but it was a good experience.  Just not with the relatives.  :p  It's really not.  I don't act like that and everyone doesn't.  I get the feeling people have cornered me and not wanted me to go smoothly through things.  They think that's what I'm solely bound to experience outside the bounds of racism.  It's funny you think that I'm subject to the crap I experienced of racism and to be hated for my hair color because not everyone is.  I'm sorta stripped of my accomplishments for being Asian, though I don't like being Asian and believe it is stupid to think I am or should..

So, what, are you "connected" to your parents?  Well, I was raised by my mom and then like philosophized with my dad on life.  IS THAT A PROBLEM?  I can want what I want.  You won't find shit out.  You think I shouldn't be allowed to even have ties to Pennsylvania nor their ways.

It seems because I'm Asian people are like coming up to me and then leaving me, mad.  Like I have to be careful.  Um, isn't that my dad's racism?

Hey, stop telling me I'm the product of my parents.  I don't want shit.  What did you learn?  TIM BURTON.  That's what's important.  You don't condone people, lower them.  Like some maniac.  You can pretend what you want or be shit, but I can still rant all I want.  So, what, you won't even like admit that you're supposed to deal with your fans, accordingly, and just want to suggest that you don't really like me when I never said you had to?

Why is it okay to go in my room and influence me to be shit?  You must be crazy.  I told you to stop.  What should I do?  I can still have people talk to me in my room.  You're wasting my time, and stop telling me I have to work.  You must be a worthless case.

No, Ellen DeGeneres did not write this because if she did she'd have to say so.  SAY SO.  ;D  Okay, baby.

So, what, Tim doesn't have a brain?  He seems cute online.  I just am getting the idea I'm a nigger and he'll find that maybe other people know more than me when they don't.  Maybe, I'm special.  See, that's a sensitive topic.  I know that.  I'm from Florida.  I know people from Florida are like that, but I am not 100% versed in all of it.

So, what, did this person make me not as cool, thinking I'm white and not like so slick and crappy?  Did my dad also do that?  I bet the world did it.

"Where You're 'From'"

It's too bad, in a way, I lived in the New Orleans area.

I guess Tim Burton wants to say I'm not from there because I know his culture.  It seems I know it pretty well.  He can't accept that you can know both.  Anyway, Ellen DeGeneres "knows" the L.A. culture.

I wonder if anyone else was innocent and ran into trouble because of him.  I guess you'd forget that anyone would have to relate to me.  Hm, it's just kinda like well I'm not really the only person from there.  I thought me living there I could connect with people like Ginny Kopf.

So, something else interesting was after the magic I wanted to go back to New Orleans, from up north during the hurricane, so I could get in that ballet program.  It is funny that, I didn't quit college.  I just didn't want to lose my record.  I think my parents changed my life.  I guess I had fun up north, but my life was an experiment.  Sometimes, I experienced some things, maybe at least 2 I can remember or 3 magic things that probably "disturbed" me.  So, noises started to bother me after I stopped going to class.  Well, I couldn't read and didn't know what to do, but I forgot it and didn't care.  People acted like my life was an experiment, and it was to help my communication.  So, anyway, it's like I want attention, but this has gotten too far.

Why would Tim Burton be scared of Helena Bonham Carter and not my mom?

So, I am having a hard time feeling better.  I think I'm still young and learning and haven't reached my full potential.  People get mad to let it out when they find I'm interesting and won't treat me like I'm white.  D';

People want my situation to say it's wrong.  I'm getting suggestions from people from England who have immersed with other cultures, for some reason, it seems.  Heh.  I mean, every American had the opportunity to be European.  They just stopped and got mad at non-Caucasians who wanted to be European in the U.S.  It's a big issue.  I guess Asian-Americans like Pat Suzuki are an issue.  You can't tell they're Asian.  That's bad because it doesn't seem European nor very white.  I think that I incorporate it in an aesthetic way.  I get upset when people are like supposedly affected by problems I have, like if that happens it's like the end.  My dad acts like he's better, but he doesn't act like being European matters.  He didn't try to make me Asian.  He tried to make me ugly.  My mom took good care of me.  I don't know why she couldn't make me better after seeing people like him.  I'm not 100% sure that this is 100% sure, but my dad sure skirts around, himself.

So, I've been sorta cornered and put online and lost a lot of things.  I don't really just float the boat with people from England thinking they're from where I'm from.  I mean, they're not even from there.  ;D  They won't even talk to me.  So what.  I can get attention.  Nanny nanny boo boo.  Why don't I just *beep* them?  I don't know how to torture people.  I don't want to become something I'm not.

SO TIM BURTON WHY DO YOU DISILLUSION PEOPLE?  YOU NEVER DO ANYTHING AND TREAT ME LIKE A NIGGER AND WE'RE ALL DYING.  I DON'T HAVE TO BE JOHNNY DEPP TO BE HAPPY.  JEALOUS?  I WONDER WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOUR DAUGHTER LOSES INTEREST.  I enjoy watching you, but I don't want to be told I don't know about the culture of where I'm from, like it's suggestive.  I'm sure there are kinks, but I'm pretty sure it's a good thing to be attentive.  I'm not saying something I'm not, just what I'm saying.  I'm not interested in being ugly or Chinese or non-white.  I don't really want to know who is.

So, I wonder why in Orlando people act like they're so nice to me but TREAT ME LIKE A NIGGER should I say GODDAMN YOU TO HELL YOU WORTHLESS PIECES OF *BEEP*

WHY WON'T THESE NOISES STOP.  WHY WON'T ANYONE LISTEN TO ME.  WHAT SHOULD I DO KILL MYSELF?  CALL THE POLICE?  BUT YOU'LL FOLLOW ME.

Maybe, you don't want to include me, but blare the fact, Tim Burton "is already there," he's famous, he might be white, he married someone with significant Jewish heritage.  Well, he's not married.  I wonder what that means.  He sure made a project of something touchy.

So, does Tim Burton think I'm a fake and that my life had no potential and that I'm subject to the problems of my past?  Because others seem to have problems?  So?  What?  Do I just suffer?  I'm not even a person.

No, I don't like you hurting nicer people.  GO TO HELL *BEEP*

TIM BURTON WHY ARE YOU FLARING AROUND LIKE A MADMAN.  PEOPLE QUIT IT I CAN STILL BE A FAVORITE OF HIM AND GET THIS MAD.  *BEEP* GO TO HELL!

Oh, wow, let's see what this means for Ellen DeGeneres.  She's acted funnily since Kate Bush singing at the Olympics, a halfbreed of English and Irish who makes a hissy of it for others supposedly and she seems to not be able to deny that people are made to believe this, now..  Hm.  I will not accept this past with my dad overreacting to the n word thing and then saying it's because I did poorly in school.  Those are my grades.  He ruined my life or whoever put me under the experiment.  I wasn't helped in the right way.  It can't be impossible to succeed.  I'm 26.  I'm still treated like a kid.  I still like to feel like a kid myself.

Monday, December 24, 2012

Dreams

I remember I was at a class, reminded me of ballet.  I think it was like drama, too, maybe.  Something happened, something disrupted, and I think kids got mad.  So, I was going home.  I was with my mom.  It was at a community college, I think the minor, kinda fancy, goody-good one.  It was like a big, dim room with a mirror.  I had a certain relationship with the teacher.  She was kinda plain, with black short hair and light skin, small frame but not very very thin, a little stout but more thinned out, too.  So, I went to the other, big college, in the office.  I think I thought I was at the other college.  I talked to some people in the office.  I came in and ran into a lady who seemed theatrical, not very very healthy, a little fatter than my teacher.  I told her I liked my teacher at the other college but was looking to take class there in art, music, or theater, thinking of art|s 1st.  So, I flipped through a pretty big catalog.  I came to Ginny Kopf, a theater teacher, but supposedly she taught theater at the other college and somewhere else or other places.  There were pictures taking up like most of the catalog it seemed of her teaching, just showing some of her, noticing some of her face, not sure what she was doing, like playing in some big pipes.  Then, I saw like a medium-sized box with washcloths, kinda dry and wrinkled only folded over once.  It was for the college, like Toys for Tots.  Then, I saw another bigger box with towels folded and maybe hand towels and wash cloths, folded in the same manner but just there.  It was like she appeared there and said something about how she folds towels.  Oh, yea, and she only was teaching Chinese History at that college.  I had the idea I saw a picture of her face and maybe some of the top of her body looking down near where I read that.