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I edited the link to my Facebook on the side of this blog.

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 new Facebook, listed on the side of this blog and the other gone

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I made a My Violin section on the side of this blog and added a violin Instagram.

It would be even more pertinent if it were easy to access performances by all so more fanbases would build.

So good to see and to listen to this early recording of a fantastic work again! Arcangelo #Corelli, Concerto grosso op. 6 Nr. 8 „fatto per la notte di natale“ https://t.co/iSU7HcI5wj pic.twitter.com/OXrU9ssrCH

— Freiburg Baroque (@FreiburgBaroque) December 16, 2021

I'm more proper.

I'm a good person, but people got ethnic-ist or racist and thought since I'm Irish that English people are even more proper, etc., like honest, genuine, natural and free, etc., in how they talk and behave.  It seems it's too late and I missed the boat whatever it was and whatever the hope seems to be around.

I've gathered enough money from surveys online to get a Sanrio animal backpack/purse, so my wallet and iPhone don't flail about in my jacket without zippers on the pockets on bus sojourns.  I have some of my own money leftover, too.

Video of Me Dancing Now

The devil is when something is "too good to be true."

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I added a 2nd Twitter account, listed right before the other Twitter account on the side of this blog and made the link for both open up "Tweets & Replies."

link

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I got a new Facebook and changed the link to it on the side of this blog. 

Me Dancing Now

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I added a link to The Best of Me on Flick on the side of this blog near the top.

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I added a link to my body shots on Flickr on the side of this blog near the top.

If you think I should give up my best relationships, that's like ripping your own kids up from a former family.

It's funny how classical musicians don't focus on the music.

For lack of anything better to do, I wonder why Germany is supposedly great to some people but not me, the girls my age too, living out their false racist fantasies.

Do you wanna give up on Heaven?

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I edited the blog description at the top of this blog under the title.

Eurasian (½ Chinese) • Aspiring German Violinist

Me Singing Now

Just because some people are good does not mean I'm not if I'm different!

Am I in the way of others's goals?

How was I supposed to figure anything out in Orlando?

Time vs Talent

Some people belittle me in contrast to others who are great.

They are trying to stall me.

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some of it

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I edited the top of my blog to: "piano>organ>violin."

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near top of blog

"changed my college level major instrument 4 times"

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It stops working after awhile it seems, now gone for good form there.

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They took down the MIDI for the song "Send in the Clowns" in the 1st post of my Christina Barrett - Classical Music blog.

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I added a category to the side of this blog called "New Social Networking Platforms" and the app TikTok.

My backup plan is to be a fitness instructor and personal trainer.

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I edited my last post.

1 large Mocha Cookie Crumble frap would be enough for 1 day of sugar and more.

I think my roommate is upset because of the people here.. or something that they had been doing.

I am resting from the day, maybe no shower again.

Older people like younger people who "talk."

I got more SSI money this month than usual, "payback?"

I asked to play keyboard or bells for theaters, to get out and for money.

I bought some salted caramel cappuccino powder for $3+ from Amazon, comes in Friday.  I got some at a gas station for $1.25, was good!  Tomorrow, I have errands so probably again.  I don't know if a bus pass will become useful sometime.  I'm supposed to find "a better place."

I can look for a group home that provides food I like better for my diabetes, etc., but I may not get a facility, which is for addicts and the severely disabled.

My stomach keeps hurting from eating stuff I have to get at churches etc. instead of food provided by the group home.

I found a place I might go.  I'll know by Friday.

The Barrett women are good.

When it comes down to it, people go for new racial security.  A little late?

I am one of the Americans interested in Germany.  I think they moved on to other Asians.

It's funny, I know 2 girls who secretly want to be German.  One is nice in private, the other is nice in public.  You probably know what I mean.

Cultures around the world answered to the opening of the German girls born around 1985.  Sometimes, they go under as bad, like I do, but I know what it is.  It's basically saying they're a failure, when they're not moreso than others.

I like to build my bridges and to remain open-minded.

I may not be right for something, or someone, but something "better" / for me.

Sure, you may be a joker... but I'm not "that" joke.

I'm waiting for lunch.  I just folded laundry.  I wanted to practice some violin.  I was so tired I didn't shower, been exercising more, needed more sleep, need to go down the stairs for brushing my teeth.  I made some calls I needed to make.  I should do some exercise that I can.

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I added an add on to my last dream.

My Dream: In My Dreams

My 1st dream my dad made his presence known, and a lady was going to go down a very twisty slide ride or something.

My 2nd dream I was in high school.  I went to get my schedule and was late, the bell almost ringing.  I remember not wanting to wake up.  My roommate here was trying to wake me up, and before I thought I really talked to her in 2 states.  Here, too.  I thought I tried to wake up and seemed to.  Others were there, think my dad, later him and and my mom there.  I was in a room.  Lots of people came to me, I just lay there.  They shook my hand and I sorta moved and I moved in a procession.  I remember my dad was one and maybe mom before that.  Maybe, they were professors, noticing men more.  I remember eventually feeling mobile in my dream like in real life.  I also floated awhile flying along.  I found a bed with thin white quilty sheets, maybe with pink ribbon.  One bed in a room I would go in, other kids there, was Sweet 16 but for a boy?  Someone took me to my room maybe soon would.  I also remember feeling things and my feet were being touched because they felt something.  It was very real but demonic maybe with a presence.  I just had to make it stop and it felt less but still some and healing.  I thought I was in my room, where my roommate stays.  I told people of stuff.  Something happened for awhile, things, like sleeping and not waking up but dreaming, lying down, and I kept wishing to drive the evil forces of it away that someone would be there with me, sometimes to hold my hand, or they had to touch me it seems to drive the forces away.  It was dark and dreary.  Where I floated was lighter.  I also went on a tour for JROTC in high school (military class) though I was not in it.  I saw a big shark and it seemed so real and I thought I dreamed or saw it before.  It came out of a tunnel, and I just sat there.  I know once I felt I was lying down in the water and saw reflections of water above, and I felt the water pulsing but wasn't wet.  I was asleep in my dream.  Much of my dream I thought I was in different levels and couldn't wake up.  It's sort a feeling like it's too stuffy.  I feel that way in real life, like lying down, sometimes, now, try not to.  I know I wished for the person, a lady, to be with me a long time, too.

Add On: The lady talked to me later, maybe, or something.  One thing was asking if it was a nightmare. She was, like, in the shadows or just her voice or words.  I got to feel as though she was there.