So, i remember having this one weird dream a very long time ago when I was in high school at the time. So this dream took place in a high school. It's not the same one I went to before, because I totally figured it out later on in the dream. I all I know is that me and my best buddy was walking and talking while we are heading to the same math class, but all of a sudden. We see zoo keepers down the hall. Releasing 2 tigers that are on leashes and letting them chase and catch students who are lat
Dear Professor Charles Xia Xavior,
Today is 12/10/2018 and at the start of writing this, it is 18:12.
Today was a very strange day. I knew something was off the moment I left the X Mansion, I just couldn't tell why- that was until later! It was horrible! There is this pyrokentic poni, I believe his name was Pyro- so unoriginal BUT point is, he went around burning things! Such an hooligan! I had to put him i his place.
I confronted him a 12:30 sharp with a whole lecture ready and h
Dunno who I am trying to fool Here as I haven't really changed much at all from those times I just threw my old mask in the trashcan and made a new one like I've always done.
Hiding behind something else because I'm too afraid to come out. Trying to act tough or caring when in reality I'm just afraid. I'm afraid of this world and people in it I've always been scared and i thought these days i been able to move on but now I see that I been lying to myself and everyone else.
I haven't b
For most of my life, I've been keeping things to myself. I was always afraid of what others would think of me from my previous experiences. I don't want anypony to think of me in a bad way. That's why I've been keeping my secrets to myself. And that's what I think makes me so unlikable. I just don't want anypony to think badly of me.
At the same time, I feel like I'm hoping for something that will never happen. And feeling hopeless and full of despair is just a slower way of being dead. Ri
So, this story took place back in high school of my Sophmore year. I did my daily morning routine as usual. I wake up in the morning, eat breakfast, watch a youtube video, get my clothes on ( even though I already took a shower at night time ), go to the bus and get on, and just enjoy the ride to school! When I got off the school bus. My very first class in the morning is P.E ( aka Physical Education ), It's a gym class actually. I went through the doors. I then took a right turn leading into th
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As many times as I've seen others here wallow in sadness & misery, I think it might be okay to vent here for a bit; not like I'm saying or doing anything original with this, after all.
And, before I begin, this is NOT a cry for attention, a self-harm warning OR any kind of declaration of 'leaving' these wonderful forums... so no worries, fellow Ponyites - I just need me some good ol' fashioned whine-time.
*ahem*
USE
Have you ever experience something that is supposed to be not real, but is real? Well, Ladies and Gentlecolts. I'm gonna tell you a scary and horrifying experience I've been through. Back then, when I was in 4th grade in elementary school. I was living in a church apartment at the time, before I moved into a bigger house. The events started happening one night, when I had to use the restroom before I went to sleep. Half way down the hall of the apartment. I had a instinct to stop before passing
Well, once again I find myself copying somebody else's idea for a blog post. Seriously what is wrong with me? Well, I'll tell you what's wrong with me, from the top.
I was born out of a high risk pregnancy. My mother had a congenital defect in one of her heart valves, and it nearly caused both of us to die, from what I heard. That's why I was born in a Seattle hospital. Both of my siblings were born in Renton, Washington, because they were far more normal. I hear that I was also bor
Is your own awareness of your existence the force that enables us to exist in the first place? So would you disappear if you would destroy your own awareness of your existence and everything that is related to that. So basically if you take away everything that enables you to justify your own existence do you exist at all?
I think that its true at least to the limits of this world. you know what that state is being called? its death
What i think is that to be able to be unaware of your
I feel so empty. Yet full of emotion. Like the smallest thing could push me over the edge.
What are you supposed to when there's nothing but pain left inside you?
What if everything we were looking for only existed in our dreams?
How do you explain something, when you can't even understand yourself?
It's almost scary, isn't it? The way that sadness doesn't only settle in your body, but the way it completely takes over every part of you.
The fact that, even when you're h
Assertion: Irrational numbers have decimal digits that do not repeat, nor do they have a pattern of digits that repeat.
An irrational number cannot be expressed as the ratio of two integers.
Proof by contradiction. Assume that the irrational number does have a repeating pattern of decimals.
First, consider an assumed irrational number x = a1a2•••am . am+1•••am+l•••x1x2•••xn•••x1x2•••xn•••
Where the digits a1a2•••am are the part of the number greater than one. Note the decima
It has been two whole years since I've found Kendroth.
I know he has been a pain but he has a good heart, better than expected given how I found him. You'd think if he is such a traditionalist, he would burn down villages and eat ponies off the bat but he is far from that dipiction. Made everyone realize those stories were either exaggerations, purely fiction or the exceptions to dragon culture. No one is truly sure.
Kendroth is the only dragon we have seen and I am hoping I can talk t
No wonder I keep coming back here time and time again. Feels like every other place is like a freaking battleground where there is constant strife for survival. I cannot handle those kind of environments.
What I need is soft mellow and calm ground for me to reestablish myself and breath in. A safe spot where the atmosphere is something that I believe that I can tolerate up to some extent.
Something I also need is to escape from everything that is going on. It's too much to take in all
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This is Patrick S. speaking here. Please pray for my hometown of Taylorville, IL. We were hit head on by a large, damaging tornado earlier this evening, and much of the west side of town has been damaged and even destroyed.
Thank you in advance
-Patrick
In this blog entry, I’ll just be talking about what’s happening in my life right now.
So, I’m trying to get a job. That’s what I’ve been saying for the past few weeks now though, I need to step it up more and try harder. Anyways, I have no clue what job I will get or how long I will be working, I’m trying various things right now, but I will probably be working 8 or more hours a day once I do get one.
I’m also pursuing a career right now in computer science and programming, so I’ll see
Well, here it is. The inevitable political blog post... In this post I will make short summations of my beliefs on a variety of topics. I'm doing this for four reasons. Firstly, so that way I don't feel the urge to post in the toxic cesspool that is the Debate Pit (Debate Symposium is way too polite of a name for it). Secondly, it feels like they confuse some people with the narrow-minded perspective of every issue being left vs right. That ISN'T always the case! I agree with the right on some t
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