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  1. ~Master~ Button Mash
    1. Any scars? - Surprisingly few. Just a few cuts on my fingers. Nothing major. I was never the danger-seeking kid so…yeah, I'm pretty intact.
    2. Relationship status? - Single but hopeful
    3. Crush? - Human: A few people I know, both on here and IRL. Ponies: Vinyl Scratch, Rainbow Dash, and Soarin.
    4. Kissed anyone? - Yeah.
    5. Coke or Pepsi? - Ginger Ale
    6. Someone you hate? - Hate is too much effort. Those I am opposed to I just scorn with disinterest.
    7. Best Friends? - My buddies from college, my rave friends, my Skype friends
    8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs? Yes to both.
    9. What's your dream job? - Aerospace Engineer
    10. Ever been in love? - Yes
    12. Favorite color? - Blue
    13. Height? - 5'7"
    14. Birthday? - May 21 1993
    15. Eye color? - Dark Brown
    16. Hair color? - Dark Brown/Almost Black
    17. What do you love? - My friends and family
    18. Obsession? - Ponies, Kerbal Space Program
    19. If you had one wish, what would it be? - DJ skills
    20. Do you love someone? - My family and friends
    21. Kiss or hug? - Depends. :3
    22. Nicknames people call you? - Cupcake, Catbug, Kramer, 50
    23. Favorite song? - "Midnight City"
    24. Favorite band? - M83
    25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you? - Umm…I prefer not to talk about it.
    26. Best thing that has ever happened to you? - Going to conventions with friends.
    27. Something you would change about yourself? - Better social skills and less reservation
    28. Ever dated someone? - Try to.
    29. Worst mistake? - Wasteful spending on multiple occasions
    30. Watch the movie or read the book? - Book
    31. Ever had a heartbreak? - Yes, unfortunately
    32. Favorite show? - Breaking Bad
    33. Best day of your life? - The days at BronyCon
    34. Any talents? - Nothing innate. Gotta work for my skills.
    35. Do you wish you could ever start over? - Yep.
    36. Any bad habits? - Worrying. Cracking my back and neck.
    37. Ever had a near death experience? - Almost got crushed in an electric gate as a kid.
    38. Someone I can tell anything to? - My best friends.
    39. Ever lost a loved one? - Yeah
    40. Do you believe in love? - I hold out hope.
    41. Someone you hate/Dislike? -People who ask too many questions. HINT HINT.
    42. Are you okay? - Dat Thanksgiving food coma.

  2. ~Master~ Button Mash
    So, today is a major turning point in my life. And well, well...let me just explain it as it comes.
     
    I've decided to no longer pursue my dream of being a pilot.
     
    Yes, as many of you know, I am currently in school for flight training, and it has long been my singular dream to live my life as an airline pilot and an aerobatic pilot. It had been my dream since before I was in high school, but unfortunately, something else has been a part of me for nearly just as long, something not so nice...
     
    ...depression...
     
    ...and it's only gotten worse with time, and today I had another breakdown. If you look at some of my posts on the forum (especially Life Advice) lately, you can tell I haven't been in the best place mentally lately. I do nothing but beat myself up, put myself down, and sabotage myself at every turn.
     
    Something had to give. And after these last few days of my flying future already being in jeopardy due to money issues, I've decided to pull the plug anyway, even if I found a way to afford it?
     
    Why? It's not worth it. Life has become too painful. The world feels so cold. I feel so lonely. Everything feels so pointless. I can't connect to people emotionally. I fear social interaction. My self confidence couldn't be lower. I feel like the lowest piece of shit in the world. I simply can't take this depression anymore. My wheels are spinning. I need help, I need medication, and unfortunately I can't really make a career out of flying with this level of depression, even with medication. The amount of red tape (including an expensive psychological examination, as well as 12 months of grounding) needed to keep flying on antidepressants is a hurdle I can't handle, and coupled with the fact that I still have no money (and what I have...a good chunk will probably go to depression therapy)...I just can't do both at once anymore.
     
     
    If this is the life I have to live if it means flying, it's not worth it. I'd rather give up flight training to get my emotion, my spirit, MYSELF back, then...well, thats the choice I had to make.
     
    It still hurts...a lot. I cried...A LOT...today.
     
    Plan B: Majoring in Aerospace engineering. Minoring in graphic design.
  3. ~Master~ Button Mash
    Well, I'm officialy 20 now. In a way I'm happy and in a way I'm scared. On one hand, I'm happy because it feels like all the baggage I collected as a teenager is kinda...gone, like I can finally just leave that part of my life behind now that I'm not a teenager anymore. I feel a motivation to try new things, like work harder on my art and music, because I feel like now I have a real opportunity to redefine myself.
     
    At the same time, as it stands, it's one more year older that I feel like I have too little to show for it now. I mean, I've been on this planet for 20 years, I feel a bit ashamed when I look back at a lot of the opportunities I've missed and the bad decisions I've made.
     
    Either way, from now on, I promise myself that I'm not going to squander this part of my life like I did the last.
     
    Today is a new day for me.
  6. ~Master~ Button Mash
    As many of you who know me know, I am in college studying to be a pilot. I thought it was about time you guys got to see what it is I do. Here's the flight I did today. (I have a time block in which I fly, it is Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 1:30 to 3:30).
     
    The lesson for the day: Landings (the last thing I need to be signed off on before I can solo, and I need a few more hours of landings to legally solo). As such I would only be staying in the traffic pattern, my maximum height being about 800-1000' AGL (pattern altitude), and I wouldn't be more than 2 miles from the airfield at one time. Basically I'm doing laps.
     
    After a briefing, the dispatchers give you a binder, which include information about the operating history of the aircraft, the keys, and the fuel card (which is used to pay for avgas after the flight) of the aircraft you've been issued.
     
    Here was my plane for the day. A Cessna 172S Skyhawk.
     

     
    The cockpit is the Garmin G1000 avionics suite.
     

     
    And here's a pic of my ponified flight bag. These are my good luck charms. Haven't failed me yet, I'm still in one piece, aren't I?
     

     
    After a thorough pre-flight check, which includes checking everything from the electrical systems, to controls, to the fuel system, we get in the airplane and go!
     
    Here's a pic of us taxiing to the runway for takeoff.
     

     
    Now, here's a few pics from the air. Sorry I couldn't get more. It was kinda hectic and not the best photo-op flight. There will be better ones soon enough.
    On base leg, about to turn to final approach
     

     
    Takeoff after a touch-and-go landing.
     

     
    And the flight was pretty much this for an hour. Take off, fly the pattern, and land again. Hopefully after three more lessons like this I can solo. And I'll be one step closer to my license.
     
    Anyway, yeah, that's a day in my life as a student pilot.
  7. ~Master~ Button Mash
    I'm a changing man. In the last few months I've begun a journey to become the person I've, deep down, always wanted to be. And since my brony family here gives me so much support, I thought I should fill you guys in on the journey I've been on. You've given me so much strength and support to continue on this journey, and in fact, being a brony has played a direct role in setting me on this journey.
     
    So, if I'm going to fill you in on my journey, I might as well begin at the very start. I'll just spoiler it for space sake.
     
     
     
     
    If you're keeping track, that continued for 11 years. I stabilized at about 215-220 until again, something happened...
     
    ...the brony community happened. Be warned, though, the story gets more than a little weird at this point, because one of the factors that started me on this journey was...well...clop.
     
    Let me explain. A few months ago during one of the clop debate threads, an open/proud clopper by the screen name Sturdy Wing. He offered to send people clop pictures if they wanted and PM'd him their email. I took up the offer out of curiosity, and afterwards we continued to talk through the PMs. We became friends, and he began to tell me about his goals of being an Olympic swimmer. He's already in pre-Olympic training, so he might very well be in Rio in 2016. Look for the guy with the Rainbow Dash cutie mark tattoo.
     
    Anyway, growing up fat around all the stereotypical jocks in high school, I developed a hatred for athletics. Thanks to him, he helped me break down my hatred, see just how fun and enriching playing sports can be, and just how much I was missing out on in life by being so out of shape. Not just in sports, but just how much more one can enjoy life by being in shape.
     
    (Now for another factor that made me change, but be warned, it's a little gross)
     
    At about the same time I developed an extremely painful cyst in a very sensitive place called a pilonidal cyst. I'll just leave it at that, if you want to know more...Google is your friend. Anyway, it was by far the most horrible pain I have ever been in in my entire life. Just imagine a knife being stabbed and twisted into you every time you made the slightest movement. For two days I was completely bed ridden, because if I tried to move I would get lightheaded from the pain. The one time I actually forced myself out of bed, I passed out. Sure enough, as I researched treatments, I came across the cause, and sure enough, they are caused by the kind of unhealthy lifestyle I was living. Needless to say, I would NEVER want to go through that again.
     
    So, with the combined inspiration of Sturdy Wing, the painful experience of that cyst, and both the inspiration of the brony community as a whole, and my own self being fed up with my lifestyle, I decided to change.
     
    After a few days of intense crying (yes, coming to this epiphany was a very emotional time, realizing I wasted 11 years of my life...the best years of my life) I started going to the gym. And I kept going, and I kept going. Every single day, for on average two hours a day, for the last month and a half. I do cardio, I lift, and I don't stop until I'm satisfied. I've completely cut soda and junk food out of my diet. Hell, I just turned down a bunch of mini Reese's cups from the RAs. There's no cheat days in my life.
     
    And in that time, I've lost over 15 pounds, and put on a fair bit of muscle. I still have a long journey ahead of me, but every day I leave the gym stronger and healthier than the last, and if I keep up for long enough, I can turn back the clock on those 11 lost years.
     
    I know it sounds crazy, because most people don't decide to make a decision like this so late in their development, but I want to make up for all those lost years and become an athlete. I want to be more like Sturdy Wing and Rainbow Dash. I want to become the person I probably would've been had I stayed in Texas. And I have faith that if I keep up my dedication and discipline, I can make my athletic dreams a reality. (Rugby or platform diving, by the way).
     
    It's time for this pegasus to spread his wings.
     
    Pony on, everyone. /)
  8. ~Master~ Button Mash
    As some might know, Scootaloo is one of my favorite ponies. Why? Because she is the pony that I relate to the most, for a couple of reasons:
     
    Like her and the other CMC, I'm a late bloomer myself. I pretty much blew off self-discovery all through middle and high school, and now that I'm a little older and more grown up, I'm beginning to finally be proactive about discoverying myself, my talents, and my dreams. And in a lot of ways, my efforts mirror those of the CMC. I'm learning about musical instruments, I'm drawing traditionally and digitally, and I'm getting into the shape where I can start playing sports, etc. I'm trying all sorts of new things I've never done before in my life in the pursuit of discovering who I am.
     
    But what really makes me relate to Scoots above the other CMC is that her and I have the same destinies it seems - the pursuit of adrenaline. Scootaloo is a little daredevil, and the more I think about it, so am I. I watch videos of people skydiving, BASE jumping, flying aerobatics, etc., and while most people will say "ooh" and "aah" with their feet firmly planted on the ground, I am overcome with a feeling that I NEED to try that. Like Scootaloo, I'm overcome with the need for speed.
     
    http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/115/9/8/cutie_mark_crusaders_skydive_by_blackgryph0n-d3eod9b.png
    (Image by BlackGryph0n)
     
    In fact, this summer I will use some money I saved up to try skydiving for the first time, and in another year when I transfer to WMU I will take their aerobatics course. And if Scootaloo really existed in our reality I'm sure she would probably do similar.
     
    Also, we both have a probably near-unhealthy infatuation with Rainbow Dash.
     
    Anyway, yeah, those are the reasons why I love that brave little Pegasus adrenaline junkie named Scootaloo.
     

  9. ~Master~ Button Mash
    There's a thin line that runs between self-improvement and trying to make yourself someone that you are not. I often wonder which side of that line I am on. Right now is one of those times.
     
    Since I've got insomnia at the moment, along with some...unpleasantness that I mentioned in my status, I find myself unable to sleep. Since I've had these thoughts running in my head, I thought there's no better time than now to put them out there.
     
    As many here know, I've made some serious perceptive shifts as of late, and as such I am making some serious life changes. I'm working out and am on a very strict diet so that I can get into rugby and diving-playing shape ASAP. I'm also forcing myself into social situations a bit more. Plus I am pledging myself to be more daring (I'm going to try skydiving this summer. A bit extreme, yes, but go hard or go home right?). I want to end up pretty much a whole new person when all is said and done.
     
    At the same time, when I look in the mirror, I get a feeling like something isn't right. Like I might be doing this for the wrong reasons.
     
    I often have fantasies about being that kind of guy who can take on anything. The guy who is a sports whiz, the social butterfly, the suave ladies man, etc. Basically the guy who can take whatever the world throws at him and comes out the other side smelling like Old Spice. The winner in any situation you put them in. Calm, cool, collective, and sure of themselves and the world around them.
     
    That's in contrast to the out of shape, socially anxious guy whose never had a steady girlfriend (much less even a kiss) who is prone to anxiety about everyday life, and when put into a situation is usually guaranteed to fuck up at least one thing. A person I'm ashamed to be.
     
    I'm a Fluttershy, but I desperately want to be a Rainbow Dash. But it feels wrong when I try to be a Rainbow Dash. Is that feeling I get in the mirror the last bits of my old self trying to drag me back down, or is it my true self trying to tell me something is wrong?
     
    On another note, I'm beginning to drift away from my old IRL friends from high school. I feel like they are just dragging me down and are incompatible with the kind of person I'm trying to become. A new me calls for new acquaintances, like the kind of people I'm finding in college. A fresh start needs fresh faces.
     
    Am I trying to improve myself, or am I just trying to be somebody I'm not? Because I hate who I am sometimes.
  10. ~Master~ Button Mash
    I know I said I wouldn't...
     
    I know I said I couldn't...
     
    But I think I've finally decided to seek professional help for my depression. I tried taking Omega 3, and I tried exercising, but I am back into another episode of extreme depression, and I can't handle it anymore. I had one too many nights of insomnia, and then missing my morning class. It's getting out of control.
     
    My epiphany still stands, but I have also come to another realization: as long as I languish like this, I won't accomplish any of what I am now seeking to accomplish. If I stay depressed like this, I'll never be able accomplish any of the dreams I've been realizing these last few weeks.
     
    I'll never be able to get involved in diving, rugby, or water polo if I can never muster the motivation to get in shape.
     
    I'll never be able to get a girlfriend if I'm too down to socialize.
     
    I'll never accomplish ANYTHING if even getting out of bed in the morning stays the chore it is becoming.
     
    I'll start with the university counseler, and see where I can go from there. I'm hoping that confidentiality will protect me from getting buttfucked by the FAA. But at this point, that's a risk I am willing to take.
  13. ~Master~ Button Mash
    I've noticed in my travels around the various parts of the brony community, a common topic I often come across is the future of the brony community. Sometimes I see people worrying that the fandom is dying, and I'd like to address this now.
     
    This blog has been in draft for a few days, originally just meant to be a little inspirational blurb. However, with the...unsettling...news that was dropped today, and given the reactions, I figured it's about time I got this out there.
     
    First off, such fears are completely natural. We have found something precious to us...we have found something we love. It is in our nature to want to protect things we love, and that includes sometimes worrying about the various futures it could face. The friends we've made, the feels we've experienced...we want to protect those, right?
     
    MLP:FiM is more than just a show to a lot of people. It has given many people a new lease on life. It has helped pull people out of depressions, it has helped people find new confidences in themselves. I've seen even more extreme cases where it has given people the strength to take the bottle away from their lips, and in some even more extreme cases, a gun.
     
    In short, MLP:FiM changes lives.
     
    Just take a look at this thread to see some amazing examples of what a little friendship mixed with a dash of pastel ponies can do:
    http://mlpforums.com/topic/32317-what-if-fim-never-existed/
     
    But really, it's more than just the show. If anything, it is the community that helps just as many people as the show itself. Hence why we are such a beautiful movement, which we need to continue to foster and protect. Well, I'm here to tell you that protecting the brony community is up to...
     
    *points hoof out*
     
    ...you...
     
    *turns hoof in*
     
    ...and me.
     
    Simple as that. We are a leaderless movement, we have no higher authority to depend on to guide us forward. Sure, there's plenty of famous bronies, but they have just as much dejure power as you or I. In other words: none. When it comes down to it, they are just like you and me. We are all in the same boat, and we must all do our part to keep the community stable and strong. It's a shared duty that we must all take part in.
     
    How do we do this, you might ask? Simple, we just need to stay steadfast to the morals and messages that brought us together in the first place. We need to get back to our roots of loving and tolerating...of taking the elements of harmony to heart. These roots got us through the 4chan wars, it gets us through the hate many of us face everyday, and it will get us through the troubles we face now, if we only trust in the ideals that united us since the beginning.
     
    And think about it this way: What about those bronies who will come after us? What about those people right now, who all they might need is a little pony in their lives to brighten up their day? And they just haven't realized it yet? Don't they deserve the same chance to experience the magic we've experienced so far? I mean, wouldn't it be awesome if people still had the opportunity to experience events like Bronycon decades from now? I know I'd love the opportunity to bring my kids (and maybe even grandkids) to Bronycon someday, don't you?
     
    So, yes, even in the face of a possible alicorn Twilight, and a future without Derpy, we still need to stay strong as a fandom, because being a brony has become so much more than just being a fan of a show. We are so much more...we are a family, and families stick together through thick and thin. We've done it before, and we can do it again.
  14. ~Master~ Button Mash
    Today is Martin Luther King Jr. day. A day that we set aside to reflect on one man's dream of a world that chooses love instead of hate, and friendship instead of bigotry.
     
    Even though Dr. King's time in our world was cut short too soon, and humanity has yet to truly achieve his dream in it's totality, there are some lights in the darkness. If you saw my blog last night (err...this early morning ) I ended up waxing pretty poetically about how beautiful the brony community is because we've made choosing love and tolerance our cornerstone. I'd like to think that we are doing our own part in making Dr. King's dream a reality.
     
    Let us reflect on Dr. King's immortal words:
     
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V57lotnKGF8
     
    On a different yet not completely unrelated note, today is also Derpy day. Derpy Hooves is more than just an adorable mailmare with a taste for muffins. She is an example of how we should be loved for who we are, not who we are supposed to be. Even if someone is a little different, they are the same as everypony else where it counts, and they deserve the same love everypony else does, as such. Unfortunately that message was lost to Hasbro in a way, but we can always carry her message - our message - in our hearts. So to celebrate I wore my Derpy hoodie all day and had a few muffins!
     

     
    In short, today is a day to celebrate love. And even if that love is still a dream and not yet a reality, then today is also a day to celebrate hope that that love will one day be a reality, and we should all remember that it is our duty help make the world a better place by choosing love and tolerance whenever we can.
  15. ~Master~ Button Mash
    Just to set the setting right now:
     
    Right now it's 3:16AM. The dorm room is dark. My roommate is fast asleep on the top bunk. Adult Swim is playing softly on the TV but I couldn't care less. There's a certain subtle tranquility in the air tonight...the kind that tends to lead me to deep thinking and sentimentality.
     
    With that said...
     
    I'm watching Bronies again, this time in 1080p (first time I watched I was too excited and just got the 480p because it was fast), and the sentimentality is in full force right now.
     
    I'm a relatively new brony, so while I understood a lot of the lingo and general information in the documentary, it was enlightening to see what the brony experience was like as the fandom really began to explode. While the events of the entire movie occurred many months before my time (hell, at the time of the conventions I probably didn't even fully comprehend what the word "brony" meant), I couldn't help but feel the connection to all these folks. I've been in fandoms before where love and togetherness are cornerstones, and where I've faced ridicule for being in the fandom (James Cameron's Avatar, that's a different story for a different day, though), but we've chosen to overcome and laugh in the face of discrimination.
     
    Anyway.
     
    I still remember the first night when I finally realized I was a brony (I had my start as a "moderate"*), and I was looking for fan material, I came across this song. If you know me by now you know I like to reference it.
     
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LH8Ri2VULHo
     
    Ever since then, this has been the message I have carried in my heart, and it has been the lens I have viewed the world through. I look at all the darkness in our world and compare it to the light of Equestria. There's beauty in the world, but in all honesty, sometimes I yearn for Equestria. I honestly wish sometimes that one night when I fall asleep I'll wake up to the sweet smell of Equestrian air mixing with the baked goods wafting from Sugarcube Corner, a pegasi-assured clear sky above my head...
     
    *snaps back from daydream*
     
    Wait...what?
     
    Aaaannnnyyyywwwwaaaayyyy...
     
    In my humble two months in the herd, I've come to realize something...
     
    Equestria is more than a fantasical land of pastel ponies and adventures, it is a state of mind. It is a place where the spark of friendship burns bright, so bright that it is a guiding light. Unfortunately in our world that spark has grown dim, one does not have to look very far to see that...simply turn on a TV channel, check a news site, or open the paper.
     
    But we bronies make this spark burn bright again in our troubled world.
     
    Anytime someone is kind, Equestria is there.
    Anytime someone is loyal, Equestria is there.
    Anytime someone is generous, Equestria is there.
    Anytime someone laughs with joy, Equestria is there.
    Anytime someone is honest, Equestria is there.
    ...And when you let these elements into your heart, you make magic.
     
    ...And all of these elements - all of that magic - was present at Bronycon.
     
    At Bronycon, Equestria was real.
     
    The world is a long way from Equestria, but when we live by the Elements of Harmony, we bring the world just a little bit closer.
     
    When we choose love, Equestria is real.
     
    Even though my tickets for Airventure 2013 are already purchased, and I will not be able to attend BronyCon 2013 (hopefully Midwestria, though! Hooves crossed! ) in person, I will be there in spirit. Why? Because friendship is just that powerful, it transcends space and time in a way that only such a magical force can. And friendship is a powerful force, just look at everything in the documentary! Friendship inspired a man with Asperger's to overcome his condition to attend the con and end up a more confident person in the end.. It helped a boy to face his conservative parents and get them to come to the convention, and even change his dad's perspective about bronies a bit! It gave a man courage to face the bigotry in his town (and from one aviator to another... *brohoof*). It drives hundreds of people to support a boy with cancer that they don't even know. It drives bronies to raise thousands upon thousands of dollars for amazing charitable causes all over the world.
     
    Equestria might have started out as a fictional land, but slowly - bit by bit, act of love by act of love - we are making it real.
     
    *PS: I am resonating with those "creatives" who've become inspired to create art in all of it's forms thanks to My Little Pony. I'm not creative (most other airman I know aren't particularly the right-brain type, either ), but suddenly...I want to be. Had it not been for being a brony, I probably wouldn't have cared if a pencil in my hand never met paper to make art ever again, but suddenly I have an ever-growing notebook full of sketches. I probably never would have laid down $100 for a digital sketch pad and used GIMP or Inkscape, but I am. I probably would have never touched a musical instrument in my life, but as I type this, sitting in the corner is a Kansas Acoustic Guitar that I acquired from a friend when he came to visit campus (all it cost me was $60 worth of PS3 games). Honestly, what is it about pastel-colored ponies that can awaken creativity in somepony who always thought they were never creative?
     
    ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
     
    *Looks at clock again*
     
    4:51AM.
     
    That got out of hoof. -_-
     
    In closing...
     
    This is from me, to everypony on this board, and every brony in the world whether they ever see this or not...
     
    /)*(\
  16. ~Master~ Button Mash
    Tomorrow (err...today) is Friday, and once again I am likely going to be grounded. The last two days I was meant to fly (I am scheduled to fly every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday from 1:30 to 3:30 (or 1930-2130Z, as we say ), I have been grounded due to either high surface winds or high winds aloft, and the weather pattern looks like it's going to repeat again.
     
    And the winds only seem to get strong when the 1:30 pilots are scheduled to fly. Most pilots with earlier flights are able to get their lessons in just fine.
     
    This is the kind of thing that makes me really want to be a pegasus sometimes. They aren't subject to the whims of Mama Nature. If they need the weather to change, they just change it themselves.
     
    No joke. Make me a pegasus now, please.
     
    On another note, I might finally be making my first real steps in learning music. My friend has an old acoustic guitar he is willing to sell me, which I will be checking out later today when he comes to campus for the weekend. Then I can start lessons here, and hopefully with time I can start making some music (and you know it will be 100% pony ).
     
    Anyway...yeah.
  17. ~Master~ Button Mash

    Ownage

    By ~Master~ Button Mash,

    I just had the most memorable game (well, games) of Black Ops 2 yet.
     
    I was using the KSG 12 (RDS + Long Barrel) and Lightweight/Hardline, Toughness, and Dexterity/Extreme Conditioning. I was absolutely DESTROYING with the thing. K/D of 7+ both games.
     
    And I was seriously making a guy rage on the other team. Rage HARD. Every single time I heard his mic when I killed him he cursed me out, and with each successive pwnage he got angrier and louder. When the game ends he cursed me out to the entire lobby.
     

     
    Next game I continue destroying him right off the bat. By the third time he is screaming into the mic. Fourth time I kill him the host migrates...
     
    ...and sure enough, when the game restarted, he wasn't on the enemy team anymore.
     
    Next thing I know, I get the following message from him, grammar and spelling mistakes left intact:
     
    "favggot glitcher. way to never die n o talent piece of shit"
     
    ...to which I responded...
     
    "It's not glitching, it's skill. Go get some, scrub."
     
    Haven't heard back from him yet.
     

     
    Best. Matches. Ever.
  18. ~Master~ Button Mash
    First off, this is my first ever blog entry...a month after making it. Man, I really need to write on this thing more.
     
    Secondly, I finally took the leap and made a DeviantArt account, where I will put up my various pony arts.
     
    I'd appreciate it if you guys who also have DA accounts would pop in, follow me (I'll follow you in return), and gave my art a look.
     
    http://stratopegasus.deviantart.com/
     
    Here's the link to my page, with my mighty library of...4 submissions so far. Heh, not bad for a first night, I guess.
  19. ~Master~ Button Mash
    As some of you might have seen in my Life Advice thread, I've recently had an identity crisis (or finally acknowledged it) about where exactly I am in life, or where I want to be. Basically the dilemma was this: 1) My only passion in life is aviation. 2) Even then, specifics beyond flying were sparse. 3) I feared what might happen to my life if I had to give up flying for whatever reason, because I have no other skills to fall back on (I'm trying things, thanks to MLP, but it's all on a fledgling level at this point).
     
    Anyway, I've finally fully accepted and realized what I was put on this Earth to do: competitive aerobatics. However, still, how to proceed forward, and how to afford it, were an issue. I am at point A, I see point B, but I had no idea how to bridge the gap.
     
    Until Air Transportation class today, and a student's presentation on aerobatics. He showed this video.
     

     
    Ever since class, I've been watching it at least once an hour. I'm enraptured. It suddenly made everything so clear. I've finally found a place that has an aerobatic curriculum. And not only that, but they have ways of discounting tuition for Illinois residents, too, so money might not be as much of an issue.
     
    Just like that, the pieces seem to be falling into place.
     
    Now, just to figure out a way to transfer to UND...
  20. ~Master~ Button Mash
    I've made a few blog changes, and created a second blog! My other blog has been renamed to "A State of Scratch", while this blog is named "Vinyl's House."
     
    Both blog names are fittingly inspired after electronic music, both being references to radio shows on SiriusXM's "Electric Area" EDM station.
     
    A State of Scratch (formerly FromTheFlightDeck) - A parody of Armin Van Buuren's "A State of Trance" - This blog will continue to be focused on the more serious and philosophical issues I discuss.
     
    Vinyl's House - A parody of Steve Aoki's "Aoki's House" - This is more of my lighthearted blog where my random musings can now have a place to be on full display.
     
    Anyway, yeah...
     
    *thinks about closers*
     
    ...YAY PONIES!!!
  21. ~Master~ Button Mash
    Second ever blog entry, woohoo.
     
    But I have a serious question: Does anyone ever get the feeling like the world doesn't have...substance? It's hard to explain, but does anyone else ever feel like everything has no...point? Not only what you do, but also the physical things around you? Like everything is just a facade that feels like it won't last. Or like the world is a shell, and what we are experiencing is just a fraction of the life we could be experiencing?
     
    I don't feel depressed, at least not consciously. So I have no idea why I feel like this...
     
    Maybe I just need to get out more.
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