My mom is quite awesome My stocking's contents contained seven pony blind bags, one of which contained Rainbow Dash (<3), and even though I already have her from a Cloudsdale Figure Set I got from my friend a day or two ago, my sister can have the duplicate. Will make her happy. In addition, I got a pony calendar :3 And the best part? July, my birthday month, is Dashie. FuckYeah.JPG
Let's see. Oh, new Rainbow Dash shirt as well, with Dash's famous mane silhouette, found here:
As a si
So, I'm generally a very untidy person. But I actually am pretty organized and I'm wayyy too proud of this stuff. I mean, seriously, screw A+, screw trophies. This is when shit gets real.
The front of my folder has a contents page. The first two pages were character sheets.
The 3rd page is something special. I got my rulebooks online, so I don't have physical copies. Thus, I have to write everything down and take it with me to my group's session.
The fifth page is okay...it's a simpl
So it's the holiday season. Yay.
Problem is, I've gotten into the habit of staying up late. And some of you may know that brings out bad thoughts in me...
Like now, yet again. I'll feel happy, and thirty minutes later, I'm slightly depressed. It sucks, especially when you know everyone else is having fun. I'm going o try to sleep it off, but any suggestions for later would be nice. Thanks, night, and happy holidays.
Obligatory Christmas Eve post incoming!
Christmas is that magical time of year when families from far and wide gather together to exchange gifts, sing songs, eat great turkey, and love and tolerate each other. Except for the little cousins. They get no niceties from me.
So of course, I had to make a Christmas Eve "What I'm Thankful For" blaug post. Bear with me. I'm thankful for...
* My health, of course. No pneumonia, no six-year strep throat, no twisted ankles or hacking up blood
Green Body Red Eyes. I got a visit from the Christmas Fly and I killed it. I have to say tho, I have never seen a fly like that, so I just freaked out and killed it, it was my natural reaction
does that means something? Up to you guys
...But it's important, so I'm not going to skimp on personality this time.
So I reached the five hour mark. I'm still on the personality stage. I'll probably be on it for another five hours. Ugh.
So if you hadn't guessed already, I'm making a tulpa of Twilight. In personality, she's relatively similar to the character from the show, but she's less uptight and a bit more Pinkie-ish. The most recent personality trait I worked on was "neat and tidy". This a bit of a moronic decision on my
For yall:
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I was going to make this a forum topic, but I decided to just make this a blog post. I held off for a while, but I just had to get it off my chest.
Okay, so you all watched the episode One Bad Apple, right? Where Babs Seed comes from Manehatten to visit the Cutie Mark Crusaders? Cutting to the chase, when I was in a livestream, there were several people who commented after the episode that Babs had no reason to be mean at all. It was brought up several times basically saying "I was bullied a
Damn, where to begin...
My whole family is weird as hell. You know how people say you always think your family is normal because that is who you've grown up with, and so everything they've ever done MUST be what other families do as well? Well, according to that principle, other families never go on vacations, the mother and father are never home at the same time for more than two or three hours, and the family only speaks to each other when something is wrong or there is nothing else to do,
Look ok. I hate it!
Why do people celebrate something that was religous but is now ruined by corporations.
Coca Cola owns Santa! It's not about gifts; it's about celebrating Jesus's birth and some other junk which I shall never learn...
I've been called Scrooge but I just don't see a point in another pointless holiday.
It annoys me when people celebrate this...
I don't really have a Christmas poem to post, though I originally wanted to write one specifically for MLPForums, so I figured I'd at least post one that was kind of happy. This is a short poem I wrote for an assignment in my high school creative writing class (I believe it had something to do with rhyme, but I'm not sure). It was featured at a local art event last May, and it has been published in a poetry compilation.
"Happiness"
What does it mean to be happy?
What does this
This morning may have changed my life forever!
So for those who know me on here, you all know I've been under a bit of stress for having to hide from the world my Pansexuality (attraction to all gender identities and physical sexes) in the fear of my homophobic family. Its something I wish I could just be more open about and not have to hide in fear about. Especially from my own family. Family shouldn't hate one of their own because of something they cannot help.
Anyway, I used to only b
Just something I noticed a bit in MLP:FIM. All of the races of ponies seem to all be categorized in different castes in pony society.
Earth Ponies= Basically the "working class" and the bottom rung of pony society. These ponies are usually labourers, farmers or slaves.
Pegasus Ponies=The middle class. These ponies create weather and are usually richer than earth ponies. Pegasus ponies also work as (incompetent) soldiers because all the royal guards are male pegasi. (With the exception of
I am so sorry I haven't been posting daily like I said I would. It's just been really stressful in the holiday season I haven't really had time to talk to all of my friends on here. But now I'm back and I should be posting daily. Maybe nothing on Christmas though.
I hope you understand
Intrigue! Supsense! Action! A loser sitting on a makeshift couch for an hour or so at a time as he thinks about stuff!
Yep, I'm making a blog to chronicle my third tulpa creation attempt. Maybe this will keep me accountable so I'll actually see it through to completion this time. I'll be updating this blog every five hours of my journey. (Five hours as in the time that I've spent tulpaforcing, not every five hours real-time.) Except I'm already 4.5 hours in, so I should have made this blog
Actually, as we all know.
hip hop music is dead, sadly ;(
It was good while it lasted tho.
Anyway, from listening to hip hop and rap again. I just noticed this:
Hip-Hop is EXACTLY like Rap! Just slower beat, no basslines, and less lyrics w/ swearings/cussing.
Comparing them, only thing I found diff. is this:
Hip-Hop is slow beat (95 to 110 bpm), while Rap isnt (110 bpm to 140 bpm)
Rap has basslines, Hip-Hop doesnt, but some do. But if there are any, I couldn't fine one.
Hip-
Today's rant is not related to MLPforums (what a relief! ) but it is more centered in more personal aspects of myself.
BUT BEFORE I START I WARN YOU, THIS IS A VERY LONG READ...SO IF YOU CARE PLEASE READ IT, THIS IS SERIOUS BUSINESS.
How do I begin? These last months has been the most stressful I had in a very long while and I feel really bad, like seriously bad for saying that I don't love my family. Just thinking about each one of these words together to form that horrible sentence lea
Here's a poem I wrote whle the semester was still in session. I haven't been able to use the computer much lately so I haven't been able to post poetry in a while.
"The Truly Hopeless Romantic"
Oh, I can't wait to see you!
Oh, I love you, my dear!
When I'm with you I never feel sadness or fear
My passion is endless
My heart is so true
And all of these feelings are directed at you!
Your hair, soft as feathers
On some majestical bird.
Your lips are just beauty,
And
Okay. This is what I got from researching the Christmas origins. Basically, this tells of how he became Santa Claus and how he brought back Christianity to Christmas and without Nicholas, Christmas would be just an ordinary day. No Christmas lights, trees, stockings, or presents.
Saint Nicholas' parents, who raised him to be a devout Christian, died in an epidemic while Nicholas was still young. Obeying Jesus' words to "sell what you own and give the money to the poor," Nicholas use
Anybody who reads this shall witness my inner mind. Basically, I'll be using this as a place to share my crazy ideas and to rant and rage about things such as Health and Safety .
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