This is a Blog that I am setting up because I had accidentally set up a Blogger account when I was trying to post a comment reviewing this one game for the DSi called Flipper 2.
Though I'm sure you don't care about that.
This is a blog that I will use to post my own inner thoughts from time to time. I will not advertise it or make it known through my Youtube account or Facebook page. Because, quite frankly, I don't care about people seeing it.
So, I guess I'll begin writing (or typing) now.
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Today, I began the day with my mom having a panic attack. She woke me up saying my name rather loudly, but she was able to calm herself down. I tried to think of things to calm her down, but waking up with only 3 hours of sleep to back you up doesn't help when you're trying to think. Well, ok I was trying to tell her to calm down, but I just couldn't get the words to come out. She took the day off, along with tomorrow, so that she can recover. I think she mentioned something about being on an aspirin regimen, after seeing the emergency room. My grandma took her there. She came back about four or five hours later. Thankfully, she had a full check up, and didn't have anything wrong with her.
While she was gone, I had watched three Doctor Whos I had recorded. The first one I ever watched I watched yesterday. They were all with the 9th Doctor, and the first episode was the one where he meets up with Rose, and the other three follow. The last one left on a cliffhanger, which was me really excited for what'll happen. I though the piggy mermaid thing was cute :3. My mom had actually recorded a bunch more, she said. I hope she didn't record any of the "Best Girls" or "Best Special Effects" episodes, because I don't care about those. I just wanted to see the show. The one episode I'm most looking forward to see that I recorded is the one one, I think called "The Dalek's Victory".
I was supposed to talk to this girl today. Or rather, I told myself I would talk to her, just before I went to bed yesterday. I really like her. But I fear that when ever I talk to her, that I'm bothering her. Even though, every time we do talk I'm not bothering her. In truth, I really want to date her, but she lives all the way in the southern most part of the nation, and I live about six states/provinces away from her. It's rather saddening, or at least for me. I have made it clear to myself that if I ever get the chance to, that I won't expect the relationship to last wrong. Now, this isn't because of any sort of selfish reasons such as me wanting to use her for my own needs, but rather my own low self esteem telling me that it won't. I'd like it to, though. But alas, chances are that when i do finally meet her, she'll be dating someone else. She is rather beautiful, so I'd be a little surprise if we met and she wasn't. One big reason that I want to meet, besides a potential relationship, her is so that we can go to a convention together. I've never been to one. The only one near where I live that I know of that was recent was a Brony con.
I never understood the hatred for the new MLP cartoon. I've seen it, and I find it quite entertaining. I believe it's the built in stereotypes that people are so used to, that when a stereotypically girly show like MLP opens itself up to a bigger audience, people hate it because they can't believe that it's possible for it to be good. That's been something I've been thinking about. Why are people so critical nowadays? What ever happened to suspension of disbelief? Why does every show, game, and movie have to be dark, gritty, and real? Haven't they learned that the real world sucks, and that drifting away from reality is the best way to relax and have fun?
But I ramble. It's 12:49 A.M. as I type this, so perhaps some of this doesn't make sense. I may or may not touch upon or just all around bring up some of these topics in the future. But for now, I bid you, the reader, adieu.
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