Carl Poppa

Well, I had a best friend a long time ago, but I don't really have one now. I have some friends and the closest one is probably this girl I met on another forum. We've known each other for a while but have only gotten closer in the recent months.

I need to meet some local bronies. Shame I can't go to the meetings at my university.

You're not alone. I'm in a similar situation, although I did get out there, and did have someone. Feel free to talk to me if you ever want to. I'm feeling kind of tired but also amused.

I'm feeling unwell, and ridiculously empty. If I could just understand why, maybe this would stop bugging me as soon as I turn off my computer. And I wish it wouldn't get worse when I'm feeling bad otherwise, it just makes things difficult.

@@Gloomfury @@Overlord0909 "Wow, sounds like they can get quite intense," Spring Love laughed, "I normally do more tame things, but I'm certainly not against to giving it a go. What other things do you do? I'm quite interested so far!" At that exact moment, a low rumbling sound began emanating from her underside, signifying that she was definitely ready to eat. Speaking up again immediately, she proposed, "Or perhaps that should wait just a moment or two. How close are we to the diner?" She giggled a bit, nervously at her own intrusion into the conversation.

I'm feeling a bit anxious and kind of tired.

I'm feeling pretty shaky and weak.

It would be nice if I could watch MLP related things on my bedside TV at times besides when everyone is asleep or away. Oh well.

What's this, am I actually doing homework? Well, sort of.

I do not have one and I never have had one, nor do I want one. I don't need someone like that. All I need are friends and loved ones. Not that I have anything against those who do have them or what have you.

I'm not sure how well it's running either... many of the members haven't posted in a while, and unfortunately I can be slow sometimes, myself. I guess if you two want in you could join, but not sure if it's keeping alive.

When will I wake from this nightmare that haunts me day in and day out?

I was trying to sleep ten minutes ago, but it wasn't working.

Mine changes, but usually falls back to a Seth MacFarlane/Brian Griffin voice, especially when I'm typing or writing something, anything, be it a message to a friend or a post on a forum or a poem... Although sometimes other characters pop up, or I'll have some weird voice that is mine but not mine.

I'm majoring in English, minoring in Psychology, and, assuming I don't flunk my courses due to personal issues this semester, I'll be graduating in December and then doing... I don't know what.

I'm really tired. Should try to rest briefly soon. I don't have long though. -_-

Teenagers always think their first everything is always going to be a good memory don't they? Newsflash kid... that first kiss will probably be a bad memory one day. Take it from someone who knows. If it never is... well then lucky you. Most people aren't so lucky though.

Ugh will those people never give it a rest? They are making me hate this character by constantly trying to make it something it isn't and never can be. You're like 30, stop acting like an upset child. Geez even my kid cousin thinks you people are being totally ridiculous.

@@Gloomfury @@Overlord0909 "Oh that's so kind of you," Spring Love said with a smile, "You know, something like that sounds like just what I need. That is, if you could use any help, I'd be honored to help with those meals every week. Spreading love is supposed to be my talent, anyway... food for those in need can be love right?" At this she chuckled a bit, somewhat nervously. Those ponies back there had seemed a bit... rough around the edges, to say the least, and it did make her a tad uncomfortable, but she knew how positively unkind this city could be. Besides that, for the past few weeks she'd hardly left her apartment. She found her life was growing ever more stagnant, rather like an untended pond consumed by algae and insects, smelly and entirely distastefulㅡhelping the homeless ponies once a week would give her an excuse to leave the apartment, attempt to do her life's work, and, if this was possible, she could become good friends with Shamrock perhaps; and she really could use some good friends in this big city. Ever since the dreaded... event... that had left her brokenhearted, Spring had been friendless. All of her friends had been mutual friends... but none of them had stuck by her, instead cutting her off altogether. She contained a wistful sigh as she pondered what life would have been like had she remained back home in the sleepy old frontier town of Appleoosa with her folks. Would things have been better or worse? It was hard to say... but hopefully, by the looks of today, maybe she'd be able to honestly say that moving to Manehattan had been a good move after all.