*everything has been, for the most part, quiet. You’re simply walking through a meadow of tall grass when the Pokemon attack song comes on, and Weird Account appears*
I notice that there hasn’t been much going on on the blog recently, so I decided to add a special little spritz of activity.
I know I’ve been pretty inactive by my circumstances: last Saturday was when I made my last post, “10 year old me’s totally cringe-worthy song”
I’m here again to create special things when I don’t really have much to write about. Nothing deep today, sorry, I know that my meaningful poetic posts that meet the middle ground between beautiful and depressing mean a lot to you biscuits.
So, what can I talk about?
Okay, for one thing, Riley, I decided to give you sympathy to allow you your spot on the leader-boards. But, make no mistake, I give you that just this once. Well, it’s either that I had sympathy, or I was just too lazy to go back and try to beat your score.
One another note, Hippie Victoria is back!
Basically, what that means, is Hippie Victoria is a character from my post called, “The Little Things”, talking about happiness and all that jazz. So, when Hippie Victoria is alive, it’s probably time to talk about sunshine, rainbows, and glitter!
Speaking of glitter, when I was 10 I was obsessed with glitter….
I had a digital camera that the speakers don’t work on anymore (big shame, because it’s filled with Kelly Clarkson concert footage, me fangirling over Taylor Swift footage, me fangirling about everything footage, me slipping in snow footage, me being a stereotypical girl again and making shopping hauls footage, etc), and I remember once night I was feeling particularly dazzling or whatever, so I decided to record myself…
I really don’t know why I’m sharing this information.
I decided to record myself, at home, pretending I was at a party, and I was splashing glitter in my hair. And, mind you, that glitter didn’t come out for a whole week. Thanks, loner Victoria. I had about 30+ tubes of glitter just laying around. I think all of that’s either in the attic now with my Barbies and stuff I stopped liking years ago, or it’s all gathering dust under my bed. I had a artifact from my obsessive glitter stage hanging on my wall-it was a metal plate that was bright pink, and it read, “Glitter Zone”. That’s been taken down.
Notice how I said spritz in the beginning of this entry and notice how it links to the glitter theme. Haha. I didn’t even notice that.
I don’t know what else to talk about, so I’ll leave you to it.
My question for you lot today: *huh, is that becoming a regular thing now?*
Have you ever had a kind of odd obsession with something before? What is it, and are you still obsessed?
I am not going to force you however, so don’t feel like you need to answer my questions.
Have wonderful lives, biscuits.
*PARTAYYYYYY. Really Weird Account spares you. You earn 0 EXP and 0 GOLD*
(I know I’ve used the end of that line before, but you kinda have to deal with it)
Okay, bye for realsies.