Tacutiemark

Space is the bomb, or should i say bang ;3 Astrophysics and things that we're not sure about like wormholes are especially interesting ^w^

I'm sorry this one needs to be used at least once. Idk if you minded the third season but it's the thought that counts, right?

You know, everyone was so focused on alicorn twilight(a subject i am neutral on, by the way), that they didn't notice that vinyl scratch, AKA DJ pon3, showed up in yet another season finale. Tasteless swines, suddenly uncaring to the beloved background characters <3 And she hasn't been showing up throughout the season, has she? Or am i just crazy?

Well, when i was three i got my hand stuck in a freaking electrical socket. Luckily, either it was off or my hand wasn't deep enough, because i didn't get a huge amount of volts going down my spine. More recently has to do with pushing mallet instruments-- getting my hand jammed between a sign and a xylo, pushing a mallet instrument with the wheel locked and faceplanting on mud, trying to stop a bassdrum from flying and bruising the spot where my funnybone is...

WHAT A SAUCY BOY THAT TYBALT. (and heck yeah, freshman year literature *on act 1*)

Except for nothing. No drumline practice, no plans, no lessons, no parties, nothing. So, happy for a free day, i called up my friends, and against all odds, NONE OF THEM ARE AVAILABLE. What do you do at a time like this except sit at home alone and ponder why you don't have enough friends for at least one to keep you occupied? Then you remember, oh yeah, I'm an introvert and only have friends from extracirricular activities because i can't talk to them. Maybe i should work on homework, or be productive, or exercise, or play the glock, but i've just been sitting around and waisting the battery on my dad's tablet. So now i'm deciding, why not get a blog going? I chose here because i don't know anyone here from real life as opposed to tumblr or other places. It's nice to start afresh where nobody knowsme. Well, off to be intresting so i can write about something. THERE'S a good reason to fight boredom.

I'm very insecure and can't talk to people sometimes. I'm socially awkward and don't take confidence in every step. Sometimes I feel like people are watching my every move, and as much as I try to tell myself, I can't help it.

Created on the spot about my favorite character: Derpy the fool, but Derpy the lover-- she loves everypony, but why do they hate her? Her eyes are an art, and her voice is a song, with so many there to sing along. Derpy Hooves, Ditzy Doo, Don't look at the trolls, because we love you. ;-; bye derpy. put on this subject because it isn't really fanfiction.

You have know idea how much I fangirled over this. Omg, discord and percussion.... a fellow geek of both. You know you're good at your instrument when you do it to pony instrument. my two favs as well, though I only play percussion :3

But... but I'm a hugaphob...

Both coffee and tea, more for the flavor than the actual fact that it has caffein in it. Sometimes I drink it to wake up on a weary morning, but usually food does a better job for me.

This is called optomism. Funny, because I have two very different friends in their outview on life. Let me put this metaphorically: One sees the glass completely full, because it has half liquid and half gas. On the other hand, one takes the water and pours it out. And me, I just note that there's water in that glass. I'm kind of a realist, though sometimes to the point where I point out the obvious I admire your optomism though.

I want to accomplish playing the marimba by the time I'm a senior. I want to go to a great school and make great friends. I want to write a novel. I want to become a physicist. I want to discover things. And I passionatelty practice them all to my best ability.

Highschool yay only responsibilities keeping my grades up. But even that can be hard, along with musical stuff. But I hope to become the kind of physicist that studies alternate multiverse and time travel and wormholes and all the awesome stuff you see in science fiction that people occasionally test in the media just discovering stuffs not discovered. I also find the string theory fascinating.

You, my friend are a saint. -_- A saint for the pastafarians. They should worship you like you're the freaking jesus christ to the flying spaghetti monster.