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Cara Noëlle Tunstallposted toMargaret Campo

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Dr. Campo! We should have lunch sometime! I miss you! :(

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Talking to the Non-Emergency "Complaint" Line about people thinking they can control me who I meet in public.

If you already happened to see it, I added a description.

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So, I also got mad outside my house.  I told my dad it was his fault I got stuck at Lakeside.  I don't think you're allowed to take your kids to jail if they're mad.

I stomped my foot, took out my earplugs, and went inside.

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GINNY KOPF YOU MADE ME RELEASE MY ANGER ON MY DAD.  You talk to him.  I was mad.  Then, I got mad at you.

Going Along

I'm tired of my mom tagging along?  What if we knocked some sense into my dad?  He doesn't want to go up north.  3[

Being Mean to the Good People

Why would people be mean to such a nice person?  You would have to just be mean to all the nice people or say you're just doing shit, you don't know what you're doing.

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I remember at the end Ellen DeGeneres in a more old former self with shorter hair was carrying me, but it felt more like Ginny Kopf, but I think it was just because I was feeling sore from working out.  The only reason I ever took to my mom, asked her to carry me a lot, was because I was scared, etc.  So, I was just in a minor movie with Johnny Depp, and not many people knew.  I was trying to pick from flimsy folders for like what seemed like ½ hour.  The blue green 1s were turning orange.  I wanted a really lite, almost white 1.  I finally left, and I imagined being carried, felt kinda like being satisfied but not really.  I know I have to use the restroom but was tired.  So, I was being carried a long time, probably my height now if not a little smaller.  I eventually saw myself in the glass and saw I looked funny without my legs wrapped around the person and tried doing that and for some reason thought I should boost myself up, and the person was like that's okay.  Kinda wasting away being mellow.  It was funny, the person was gonna grab my crotch.  We were wondering if it would be heavy, so I was thinking hey you could lift someone with 2 hands.  So, it was nice, I felt so cared for.  It seemed so real.  The person didn't seem too real.  So, we were in Saint Augustine, and there were all these thin girls with fluffy smooth bangs, small, dresses maybe, in lines, playing basketball.  I walked in, and they noticed I looked better but not as thin and we were thinking about what I ate.  A male adult said don't think about lunch, sharply, but then was like okay when they did and was thinking of supper.  There was at least 1 fat girl and an Irish girl with slit eyes and white hair who was fatter, like a fat face and a plump body.  So, I left, and she picked me up again because I was an invalid.  Finally, we got to historic Saint Augustine, and I jumped|hopped down excitedly, sick, but wandered around, sick as in fat and tired and not feeling pristine.  So I was hobbling around excitedly from different points in my dream.  I guess it was how you imagined that city.  I didn't really expect it to be that way.  We were like at the end of Saint George Street, though, and at these pillars where I had my picture taken when we visited and I took the test.  Anyway, there were more shops, like it was a quaint walkway in a normal town, kinda like in Georgia.  So, we went in a shop, and I said if we buy chocolate we buy chocolate right away and eat it that's what it's for or something.  I was upset I was just in a movie and had no money, so she was gonna pay, I guess..  So, I saw little metal objects in glass and was like ooh... and I saw her get a big flat thing with sections of jelly and she was licking it, and I saw a man about her age probably definitely seemed like 2 years younger or something licking it, too, or maybe 3, another 1.  I guess that's when I woke up.  Oh, well most of it was about me being carried, and people were looking and I felt bad, which I haven't felt before.  Also, I ran into a big girl who I told I was in a minor movie with Johnny Depp.  There was another part where I was seeing my ballet teacher from my college in New Orleans, and she had on long sleeves but seemed to have big earrings and was talking to kinda naked, dark, sorta grotesque people.  There was a long part I think I was with my mom and these Asian people.  I got us to bargain off like a sum of separate $3,000, and I even got us paid back as 3rd class, probably like $4,500.  It was a long, miserable time.  We were atop a dark mountain with others, Asians, and they were getting strict and mad saying we had to pay or go to jail and we just paid.  So, it was mostly, after the confusion with the folders and money, about me being carried after being in the movie, being comforted physically but not feeling well.  I sorta had a feeling I was in Key West.  I felt kinda warm, normal, but embarrassed but not really because I was big.  I also woke up and realized my other ankle hurt.  I actually tripped on it, as well, when I messed up in something around a little kid at Mary Poppins.  Also, I've been jogging with weights and a backpack, I know last time went for about 15 minutes.

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Another ******.  So, anyone with that round, flaky, fat face look is trying to look CHI NESE.  80

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I mean, like, why would they "have" to look like a way they shouldn't that their ancestors did?  Wouldn't it fall off like an umbilical chord?

A Race of People

Okay, this 1 gave me an ******.  Why would you want a race of people to not do what it wants?

Weights

I jogged with weights.  When I put it more at a 90°, I didn't jog as long.

I also got a sammich and raspberry and white shark gummies @ the 711.

Facebook Posts - Posted Twice :) in 1997

Christina Barrettposted toMargaret Campo

January 1, 1997

I see you have a new priest. I know you had the nice African-American gentleman, but I told you in a Private Message that I would have left. I've moved around a lot. I've only liked maybe something about a church or churches program in either Southeastern or Northeastern urban areas and the nation's oldest continuing parish, which is a very large, fancy Cathedral. It's very serious. I don't know if I still like it. I think all I really liked was going to children's choir with school and the night|evening mass.

I just also wanted to let you know if the parish takes who their priest is seriously but doesn't seen to publicize who their priest could possibly be ... I don't understand why they are so connected with priests who don't seem safe heritage-wise, who don't seem to try as hard as they can. The only other reason I decided it was important was because I'm sure it was sneaky, and people I meet seem to get mad at me for things like this I know about and it pretty much sets me off though I was able to gain some control over myself tonight.

There is no church music program in Orlando, but I am trying to be accepted at UCF, as well as the other 3 schools ... and got back in Music Education and will audition on voice and take organ lessons, unless I don't have time but plan to do it like in this summer, will make me happy, hopefully will teach me something cool. You know, the people in the Youth Choir were cool, too, but they didn't seem to know classical music. Even guitarists from the flower age know classical music. All the good church songs are folksy and from the flower age. — with Orla Fallon and Margaret Campo at The Cathedral Basilica of St.Augustine(Official).

The Cathedral Basilica of St.Augustine(Official)

Religious Organization · Saint Augustine, Florida

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Something So Funny

The funniest thing happened.  I walked into Wal-Mart and looked at the tan lady at the carts like she was a nigger and swerved at the reddish blonde, pimpled German boy in returns who seemed to thank me for shrugging off the nigger.