On FB, I blocked my older sister, Katie Jean Arnold:
Friday, February 6, 2015
Thursday, February 5, 2015
Lincoln Hawk Doesn't Care
Lincoln Hawk told me that he does not care that I am mad at him. I saw that he untagged himself from something I wrote. I might be over-reacting, but it is possible that he does not want to be associated or connected with me. I consider him to be like a mentor among other things since the year 2007 in California, USA where I met him. He was like a brother or something. However, he may be ashamed of some my decisions in my life. I question my life as well. I'm not here to say I'm perfect but I am just a little sad or confused or something.
7 hours ago
I'm mad at you
a few seconds ago
You don't want to be associated or connected with me
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
My First Desk
I had my first desk in the kitchen next to the two fridges, the floor heater, the cabinet, my parent's hallway, and near the dishwasher and oven.
I remember using this desk as far back as about 1990 or so when I was 5 years old. I used it for some years until my teen years I think. I do not remember the exact demise of it but I would mostly draw in it.
One time when I was about 5 years old, I awoke to scattered papers that spilled from my desk. It seems that my dad marched by it at night knocking my art to the ground. As usual, my dad was drunk that previous night and I picked up papers with no questioned asked. I do not remember what my mom said to me at that time or even if she said anything to me at all.
I can be a rebel and I can be stubborn. I can be the kind of person that does whatever I feel is right, which can be subjective. However, I can also be pretty compliant as well, especially when I was younger. I would submit to authority pretty well and follow instructions like a saint. My name is Joey Arnold, the Original Oatmeal, born in 1985 in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA.
I want to try to find pictures of my desk on the internet. I want to share as many stories I can related to my desk. My desk was yellow and had a pipe-like metal frame structure or legs. The desk opened up when you would lift the trunk of it like a car. The trunk was also the table or desk of the desk as well.
I remember using this desk as far back as about 1990 or so when I was 5 years old. I used it for some years until my teen years I think. I do not remember the exact demise of it but I would mostly draw in it.
One time when I was about 5 years old, I awoke to scattered papers that spilled from my desk. It seems that my dad marched by it at night knocking my art to the ground. As usual, my dad was drunk that previous night and I picked up papers with no questioned asked. I do not remember what my mom said to me at that time or even if she said anything to me at all.
I can be a rebel and I can be stubborn. I can be the kind of person that does whatever I feel is right, which can be subjective. However, I can also be pretty compliant as well, especially when I was younger. I would submit to authority pretty well and follow instructions like a saint. My name is Joey Arnold, the Original Oatmeal, born in 1985 in Forest Grove, Oregon, USA.
I want to try to find pictures of my desk on the internet. I want to share as many stories I can related to my desk. My desk was yellow and had a pipe-like metal frame structure or legs. The desk opened up when you would lift the trunk of it like a car. The trunk was also the table or desk of the desk as well.
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Mai Leaves
I
fell in love with a girl. Sadly, she was with another man and she was
deleting the pictures I took of her. We were at a dance club & she
wanted to dance with me but I told her no. I like her but she is taken. I
am also mad at her and I do not want to see her again. FA, Forever
Alone.
December 28, 2014 1:41 am
I am a teacher
Friday 1:07am
yes
good
great
11 minutes ago
I am mad
I wanted to dance with you
there was a problem
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