Trying to Make Good People Bad

I feel like people have tried to tell good people they are being too good and that it's silly to be afraid of doing certain things emotionally.

It's true, though, that some people do things that are slightly wacky just to make things more fun.  It doesn't seem like the traditional thing to do, and I wonder if it's really the right thing to do.

Practice doesn't always make perfect.

That's if you do it the wrong way.

There's no reason to rebel and act like you have to get something out on someone else.

I also heard some kids outside screaming.

They were screaming randomly.

Noise

It's not garbage day.  Maybe, it's recycling day.  I saw across the street an African-American in like a garbage truck.  He like slammed the ground a few times after about 10 minutes.  It was so loud and startling.  It definitely affected me physically.  I was just in the kitchen making supper.  I don't usually do all of supper because my mom choses what she does and I wait for her in the evening and help if I'm not asleep.

Why didn't I think further?

I don't think I could.  I should have known that even if someone wanted me to do something bad that they would get into more trouble if I did it.  I mean if it was something I was doing to them, just to see me do it or maybe to tell others I did it.  Maybe, they had nothing to do.  Yea, I've seen people dare others to do things.  It's just silly stuff, nothing like robbing a bank.  You have to be careful because someone could tell the police if you do something funny to them.  You can say they told you to do it, but it still wouldn't be a good experience.  I took a lie detector test for fun.  I don't know if they asked me anything.  This was when I was 13, I think.

Medicine

In a way, it's too bad I went to the mental hospital.  The medicine helped give me a brain tumor.

It was probably why I fell asleep when I was about to get a profile on IMDb and missed it.

I figured it out!

I'm getting profile # 34343434 since I missed profile # 33333333!

If I miss that, I can get profile # 43434343.  I think I want this one, anyway.  I wonder what will happen to my friends list.

The Dog

The dog started acting friendly again.

5 New Pictures of Me

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Race

Why is it important for people to affirm their race in retrospect to someone who has part non-European?

On the Edge

Some people still have to size me up as though I did nothing wrong.  Like, they have to justify why they didn't actually just think up for me a complete insult.

Hurt

People let others do things they wouldn't do without their consent, people can tell, to others.  It turns out that people who aren't as close to you try to act like they are closer to you and affect your situation more.

Because of One's Faults

Because of one's faults, one can't|shouldn't torture others for having it better just because you wonder what you're worth, when you know perfectly well there are other people in other positions that are not so good and you leave them alone instead out of feer or for some reason some kind of respect.

My Brother's Dog

It seemed hurt from being a dog and started to make me feel uncomfortable. It was hurt from being a pet and not an individual. It doesn't have the same needs as humans. It chose to turn on me because I live with my parents and don't work and get to see lots of movies at the movie theater and go out with my dad and stuff a lot. Like, I have fun and am getting good attention from my parents and online. He just is the dog, sleeps and goes outside and eats and drinks. It surprises me how occupied he seems and how much he seems to understand. So, he's really affected me. Like I said, my mom used to put him in their room, which makes it smell. The dog wouldn't come in when it was a little rainy because he knows when he's wet I trap him in the porch. He seemed pretty mad, and under his breath it sounded like he said "the door" kinda like a horse being a little tortured. He seemed defiant to me a bit. He backed up on his back legs and was down on his front legs kind of writhing his head. I like keeping him outside, but he always wants to come in sometimes after not a very long time. I might have to confine him to my parents's bedroom.