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    How I Became a Brony : A Research Paper

    in Welcome Plaza

    The only thing I have to say on this is that the show has amazing music, stupendous character development, beautiful animations, and if most little girls that watch the show can't even begin to follow the storyline it's so in  depth. Sure it's entertaining, but most can't follow and relate to the real life problems that the ponies go through in several episodes. So, yeah.

    Teach Me How To Pony

    in Fan Music

    Brony Rapper Here

    in Fan Music

    yeah hipster-hop for the win!

     

    www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbLTPCJA-DY  my newest one

     

    www.youtube.com/watch?v=iZtfw4RD9Vo   my worst one :D

     

    www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZQzAFzD7ew  my semigood one

     

    www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKSGo_uiuDc   MY RAP BATTLE!!!

     

     

    please look atmymusicitis beautiful, and stuff i love new veiws likes comments and subs! :D

     

     

     

     

     

    I hate you because

    in Forum Games

    i hate you because if i want to hate you i can hate you and hate is hate

     

    and it is my choice to hate you and if you do not also make that

     

    choice then you have to quit regularly hating and me a hater

     

    so common, hate with me, we are made to hate, and even

     

    though the diffent turrent didnt hate you, I HATE YOU because

     

    it is my simple choice to hate, or not to hate, there is no love.

     

     

     

     

     

     

    (tl;dr)

    working on a fanfic :)

    in Written Fan Works

    hello, i have expanded to my fanfiction and i want to know if you want me to write more. please don't leave comments that tell me to fix my spelling or grammar or punctuation please.

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    Here i am, just a normal kid at a normal middle school, jerks will tease me for being a brony

    "Hey dude! dude! seen rainbowdash around?"

    They would say in my face in their most retarted mimication of me. "I wish i could vocalise the things im thinking"

    i would utter under my breath. why are bronies put down? why are there so many people who hate me?

    If only they could see past thier ignorance for a second and see that we all liked shows like that when we were young,

    just some idiot said it was "uncool" one day.

    i wish i could just go into the world of equestria, where i wouldnt have to deal with all those... i cant even say what they are!

    where everyone loves and tolerates, where pinkie pie is everyones friend, no matter what they like, where i would have no

    care in the world. but no. i have to deal with total dumb butts for over seven hours, hoping that that bell would ring,

    but for what? for me to go to my next class and get picked on by another group of jerks, or get a small releife from them for

    but 4 minutes? its like the time either goes my too slow, or runs by too fast, why cant the time stay at my pace of my slow mind?

    the next day i was walking to school and i saw the usual stuff there was on the ground, food, bottles, but there was one

    thing that stood out of place, there was a perfectly good sheet of glass, just lying there in the street. i dont know how it survived this long,

    but it did. when i got to class i lived through first period and second period, but then came third period, oh god, why?

    this was my P.E. period whitch ment that people would not be noticed if they picked on me, the teacher had 48 more students to attend to,

    so they couldnt get on to one student being a bully. when i got in the locer room, i changed into my gym clothes. then there, were of corse,

    there were the jerks picking on me. "Hey, little girl, your in the wrong changing room, maaaaan thats an uguly girl." well, of corse, im NOT a

    girl, but they frieking tease me because i like my little pony. since when did flying at super high speeds by wing, and being nice, and hilarious

    fight scences become girly? its actully pretty funny, their stupidity and everything, it makes be laugh. *hehe*

    on the way walking back to school that glass kept on bothering me. why was it not destroyed yet. glass lying there and it hasent been

    killed by someone? wow. i saw the glass there on the road. i dont know why but i just couldnt stop staring at it. now im going CRAZY.

    why is this frieking bothering me? Aw, what the heck? ill listen to by retarted gut. i went into the street (wich is proberbly s stupid thig to do)

    and picked up the glass, it was very small, no biger that a netbook computer screen, but it was much heavier than it should have been

    i got home and brought the glass in with me. I went into my room to check my email. i went into my inbox and nearly fainted. everyeher,

    my inbox was filled with "comment posted on your youtube video" and "blahblahblah liked your video" i read the most recent one posted on

    my minecraft lets play: "hey crazycoolcreeper, very nice vid, how do u have so many talents in the gaming field? i think u r amazing, man."

    i read the next email: "awesome vid, crazy, your really good at this. wanna do a lets play with me?" then the next: "bro, you are just magnificent

    at this game. how did it just come out and your already pro?" i just sat there, i closed my email window and stared at my desktop. "people think

    i have talent? i really think that i suck at this stuff. wow." a couple days later i was in my room, making tons of new videos for my channel when

    my mom came in. "Hey! is that all you do? play video games all day and talk to yourself? go do something productive!" i did sort of feel bad

    about not keeping variety, but its the only thing im really good at. why cant i be good at other stuff? "mom, im not good at anything else." i said.

    "sure you are, you have a beautiful voice and a creative mind." she said in a nice, sweet tone.

    later, my dad was showing me how to use digital DJ software to distort sound and make my own music. i was auful at it. i couldnt make something

    sound good it it was to save my life. my dad said i was doing it fine, so i tried some more and i thought i learned it alright. i made some really good

    sounds with it and my dad thought i made a pretty good beat.

    when i woke up in the morning, for some reason, i was completely bored of the DJ software. i just felt like ive been doing it forever and it wasnt

    fun anymore. i looked down at my glass on the floor. "im insane" i mumbled and carried the glass to the table to eat some breakfast. on the way i

    tripped and down came me, with the glass. the last thing i remember was me falling down face first, twards the glass.

    working on a fanfic :)

    in Written Fan Works

    Here i am, just a normal kid at a normal middle school, jerks will tease me for being a brony

    "Hey dude! dude! seen rainbowdash around?"

    They would say in my face in their most retarted mimication of me. "I wish i could vocalise the things im thinking"

    i would utter under my breath. why are bronies put down? why are there so many people who hate me?

    If only they could see past thier ignorance for a second and see that we all liked shows like that when we were young,

    just some idiot said it was "uncool" one day.

    i wish i could just go into the world of equestria, where i wouldnt have to deal with all those... i cant even say what they are!

    where everyone loves and tolerated, where pinkie pie is everyones friend, no matter what they like, where i would have no

    care in the world. but no. i have to deal with total dumb butts for over seven hours, hoping that that bell would ring,

    but for what? for me to go to my next class and get picked on by another group of jerks, or get a small releife from them for

    but 4 minutes? its like the time either goes my too slow, or runs by too fast, why cant the time stay at my pace of my slow mind?

    ________________________________________________________________________________

     

    how is it going so far?

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