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music's innovations .
2011-04-10 21:00:00 (UTC)

whatcha' want ?

"They got their heads turning,
Everybody's watching.
Twenty-three's glistening
Chrome'd out, flossin'."


i'm back in Georgia. actually, i got here yesterday. did i meet any cute guys? no. why? because they all had school. it might be spring break down here, but they still have school up there. sadness, right? sigh. i had a grand time up there, though. i saw the memorial of Abe Lincoln, i went to capital hill, i went inside the pentagon (and saw the 9-11 memorial there that made me burst in tears..), i went inside the first and second president's houses, i saw the dinosaurs and whatnot at the Smithsonian Museum, and i learned a lot about our great country, The Untied States of America. and if you ever go up to Virgina, there's a good chance you won't see your own race up there. it's so diverse! i went to the park with my little sister and there were so many non-American babies there! they were so cute! i swear, i'm gonna marry a non-American guy so my baby can be cute, lol. (if i ever get married.. xD) VA was fun. i might move there just so i can get a job. they were hiring everywhere.

and remember how i love my weird dreams? eh, yeah. the last dream i had was two days ago. i dreamt that i was sitting on a bus and random person (a stranger? i'm not sure..) started touching my cheek. and ironically enough, my cheeks are chubby (not really chubby, but let's just say old people love me. LOL.) and i have dimples. and oh, i was sitting on a bus. i'm not gonna do an interpretation of this. my dimples mean i want some fun in life, my cheeks mean i "crave" lust (LMAO), and me being on the bus means that i follow other people and i'm not being original, basically.

how am i not being original? i'm weird enough, aren't i? i mean, YES, i'm my own person. i strive to be everyday. and yet people always call me my sister's name because i look like her.. but still, i try to..

blah, anyway.. THIS has been on my mind all day. not this dream interpretation, but Lady Gaga's song, Born This Way.

i can't really type my opinion, because i don't have one. but here's the scorcher:

I SUPPORT THE GAYS.
HELL YEAH.
I SUPPORT EVERY HOMOSEXUAL, LESBIAN, AND BI INDIVIDUAL OUT THERE.

my family doesn't support the gays because they're religious.. but i could care less on what they think. i'm not gay or anything, but every person out there deserves to be their own person and not be judged for it. everybody is judged in this stupid society. even I AM for not listening to the same music as everybody. they think i'm some foreign, quiet alien that has nothing in common with anybody. it's so fucking stupid to judge people. i wish there was a way for me to express myself better.. people were BORN THIS WAY. they can't change who they are. like you can't change your family members, you can't change where you came from, and you can't change anyone's opinion but your own. i'm BORN THIS WAY. i was born to support the gays. FUCKH8. [:

ah, i'm glad i got that out. cause i really love that song. and all those comments about the gays burning in hell makes me sick.

anyway, now that i've got that out the way, i'm gonna go eat. i still have to read 15 chapters of A Tale of Two Cities (did i tell you it's the UNABRIDGED version? well, it is. and i hate it.) and find my clothes to where to school tomorrow.

and i still have to figure out what i want.. well, i know that i want change. everybody wants that, right? and i want a boyfriend, the chance to go to prom, a new set of personality traits, and some money. that's not to much to ask. WRONG. hell yeah it is. i need to just sit down and look in a mirror and ask "whatcha' want? what.. do.. you.. want?" ha, i'm country. xP

[ Whatcha Want BY: Brokencyde ]




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