Nothing to write about.

So, here's an unfortunate turtle.

The Keep (if you don't know what it is, don't read).

I used to do a thing called online roleplaying when I was younger. I frequented a site called The Keep and got to interact with all sorts of interesting characters. After a while, I started to get picky with what I wanted to happen, and bored with people who were uninteresting. So, I stopped RP-ing. I got busy in real life. Recently, I've gone back there, and I'm going to start roleplaying a bit (at least until school starts).

This is a post about things I dislike about profiles. Why? Because I can and I have no more ideas of what to write.

HATERS GON' HATE

-Listing all of your friends/acquaintances/family/spouses/whatever. If you've met people, awesome, but are you honestly going to RP with most of them again?

-Listing compliments on your profile. If it makes you feel good about your character, then post it where only you can see it. Reading how much other people like your profile is not going to prompt me to make one as well.

-Refusing to use spell check. You could be the greatest RP-er in the world, but if I see twenty spelling mistakes in your profile, I'm going to think you don't care enough to attract serious roleplayers and display your true level of intelligence. derp judgmental derp. Guess what, it does matter.

-Excessive quotes. If you have one or two, that's fine; most of the time, none of us have no idea what the hell you're talking about.

-Playlists. It's cool if your character was inspired by a song, but it's not cool if you've got ten different songs for ten different situations. I like MY music library. D:

-Stats (unless you do D&D-type RPs frequently). I don't know what it means.

-Declaring yourself the ruler of something in OOC profiles. You're not. It's highly likely that I've been here longer than you (I'm talking about you, Mainhallers. I was here when the MH was just starting to be declared OOC again!)

-Slaves in general, but, even more annoyingly, slaves who make a point of being extremely feisty and hard to buy. What's the point of being a slave, then?

EDIT: People who put lists of people they ignore are not cool, either. jerks.



If people from tK are reading this, I know you're going to agree and disagree with a lot of this. I don't really care, either way. I just need a filler post.

E-mail.

I e-mailed GACKT a while ago.

(part of it) "Do you think you will be able to do a North American tour before your career ends? I am sure you answer this question often, but I thought the answer might have changed since a European tour was possible. I saw MIYAVI live, and it was so awesome! I got to stand in the very front (and he saw me, haha)."

He answered.

This is how I feel.




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FAQ:

1. Is that Gackt's real e-mail address?
YES.

2. How do you know it's his?
He has posted his official e-mail on his blog sometimes so that fans can send him stuff.

3. Is it Gackt or Gackt's staff?
Gackt.

4. How do you know?
BECAUSE I BELIEVE IN HIM.

Fandom (very unfunny).

So, I'm a fan of GACKT. (stop judging, I can feel it radiating off of you) Lately, he hasn't been taking super-good care of himself because he's been on tour and wants a nice chiseled body. So, fans are getting concerned about him.

See this? This is DUMB.

I'm speaking in general, here, so please don't think I'm obsessing over him.

Celebrities make their own choices. They have friends. Real friends. They have people they trust and probably someone who is responsible for their health. Still, they make their own choices.

It is not a fan's responsibility to take care of a celebrity. You make think you're entitled to because you've been the ultimatezomgfan for 100+ years, but you're not. You are not the celebrity, or even his friend. Maybe you could be his friend if you got the chance, but you're not.

It is not caring or touching for a fan to demand that a celebrity take a rest, then proceed to spam them into submission. That is not concern for the celebrity; it is concern for you and for all of your dreams being crushed. And now you're going to try to say that the celebrity is responsible for keeping your dreams alive? No. It is not their responsibility at all, and it is not right to guilt them in to submission. You are not a fan at that point; you are desperate and controlling.

If you are a fan, you are humble. You do not assume you know everything about the celebrity (because you don't; you only know their music, their videos on Youtube, and their blog entries, none of which equate to knowing a person's soul. they can try their best to show it, but you will never know their little habits, how their mind works, or how they feel 24/7), and you do not assume that you are the one person in the entire world mature enough to comprehend a being as fascinating as that celebrity. You're not. You are a fan. Maybe you are mature; maybe you are intelligent. But you are not them, and they are not you.

I'm not saying you can't have a connection with them. Maybe you have met them and maybe they do like you. But, you know what? You're still a fan. No matter how desperately you want to be fascinating enough to be noticed by them (and you very well could be, but they can't meet the 6+ billion people in the world and sort through them), you are still a fan. Celebrities love fans, but it is their friends, family, and beloved staff that know them the best.

I'm not trying to put down fans; I just want them to know their place. You can be a very loving fan, and celebrities do need fans to be celebrities. The things fans will do for their favorite celebrity is touching (like crying your eyes out for 4 minutes over justin bieber), but thinking you and the possibly millions of other fans do not have the authority to tell a celebrity what to do and when to do it. Celebrities are people, no matter how godly we may think they are. They make decisions. Not you.

Good fans should be supportive, not forceful.

Lists.

Lately, I've been lazing around the house, wondering what to do with my summer. I simply could not find anything to do without my friends around (who are in North Carolina). Then, I thought, "Wait! I'm better than those people who just sit around! I am an action person! I will do things this summer!" So, I constructed a list.

Lists = productivity. If I'm screaming, "I'M BOOOOOORED!" I can look at my list, who will then scold me for complaining of boredom when my list has 20 things for me to accomplish.

So, I've been getting stuff done. If you don't like lists, then this probably won't work for you. Also, if you can't take care of a goldfish, then you probably can't give your list the attention and care it needs.

P.S: blue shirts bring out the pretty in my eyes

EDIT: OH YEAH I MADE PANCAKES GUYZ (I was using the wrong pan)

Nurturing.

I'm a sort-of gamer. I can catch on to games quickly, but I'm very picky about which ones I play. Mostly, I play RPG's and nurturing games like Harvest Moon.

Maybe it's just my femininity; I don't find much fun in shooting things without a plot. In something like Final Fantasy, I know why I'm defeating a certain boss (no matter how obscure the reason). In a FPS, it's just like "RATATATATATATATATATATATA yayhe'sdead"

In games like Harvest Moon, I feel like I'm creating something. I'm growing lots of tomatoes for my farmer to sell so that he can get a cow so that he can get milk so that he can get a bigger house and have even more stuff and get married and have a kid and have him be a farmer, too. So, while you're bleeding on the floor and your screen is red because you're dying, I'm courting a wife and supporting myself financially.

Which one seems better? Choose wisely.

Pancakes.

I don't really have any opinions to voice for now, so I'm going to tell you about how I try to make pancakes.

I never actually make pancakes; I just try. I think I missed out on some gene in the womb that enables me to make decent pancakes. I can never be the perfect wife because I cannot make pancakes. They are a complex puzzle that is beyond me.

I understand how to make them and how to flip them, but somehow they never fall on the pan in a complete circle, or they half-stick to the pan no matter how much cooking spray or butter I put on it. Pancakes hate me...but I love them so much.

So, this morning, I decided to try to defeat the dragon.


First problem(s): they didn't fall in circles and they were too big. I put chocolate chips on them to make them me feel better.

So, I tried to fold the big ones over like omelets.


(...shut up)

Then, this perfect little angel came along:


I was so excited! It was circular! It was cooking perfectly! THEN IT ALL STUCK TO THE PAN.

I threw it in the sink, disgusted.

I'm using a different pan next time.