Here's How I Got Into Homestuck. Very Weird Origin Story, But Here It Is.

Here's how I got into homestuck. Very weird origin story, but here it is.

For Christmas or my birthday or something, I got a book called what if by Randall munroe. Pretty good book, and now I have the second one too. In the front cover, there is a short "about the author" bit. In that, it says "by the creator of xkcd". I searched it up and it is a funny webcomic. At the bottom, it has the works that inspired it, and homestuck was listed. So that's how I found it!

I'm bored but also need to sleep, so...

Yes, John. Yes you are.

i need to stop

Why do people have such a stereotypical view on Americans, of all people. The even weirder part is the ones reinforcing that belief is Americans themselves. I may be a boy, but I know I'm not infatuated with blue. Americans don't all own guns, drink beer from 5, and barbecue everything.

At least I don't think you do. British as charged.

I have recently learned how to art. I don't have anything prepared, but expect something in the future.

So tomorrow, I'm getting a new bed! It will be a double, way better than my current single. However, my bed room will come at the cost of most of my bedroom room. I am willing to give this up for my bed room, but I'm afraid if I go somewhere with less bed room and more bedroom I will feel reverse claustrophobic, and probably uncomfortable. I spend too much time in bed though, so this might motivate me to spend even more!

Dream diary 1

So in this dream I was playing football with the people that go to my taekwondo classes, except we were using rugby balls. The teacher brought out this electric tube net thing and so another guy and I were taking turns kicking through it.

We were doing pretty well, until I kicked the ball out the window. Looking out, it seems we were on a cliff above an underground river, with forest on both sides of the riverbank. I went back to my dorm because I had one, apparently.

In my dorm, I found my dog, although looking back I think it was a mole. I told it to find the ball, but I forgot its name. I sat there saying Dave and Richard over and over, even commenting I had already said Dave when I said it a second time.

I got bored of that, so I said that I wanted a popsicle. I am not American, so I don't know why it was in my vocabulary. The mole dog responded, so I assumed its name was in fact popsicle. I took it past the teacher offices and out to the right side river bank. The ball was on the left.

I walked through the forest with popsicle until I reached the river bank. The sun was setting, but I wasn't interested. There were 2 rugby balls in the river, and one above them stuck in a tree. A teacher was climbing a climbing course mounted on it and some other trees nearby so she could get the ball.

I shouted if she needed help and she shouted something inaudible back. I yelled that I couldn't hear her. She shouted, louder this time, that she brought all her special gear but her feet were uncomfortable, and I should bring her her bunny slippers. I went back inside into her office, unfortunately forgetting about popsicle.

I walk into the room and immediately see three or four pairs of slippers, none of them bunny, and all being weirdly round, as if a tiny elephant is going to wear them. I take the softest pair and walk back out the same exit, somehow arriving on the opposite side of the river. I am about to start climbing a course that a teacher needed special gear for one handed, when I hear a noise.

I go towards the noise, making out some scratching sounds when I see a huge copper deer trap. In a pine forest. It seems like a trap you would find in a tower defense game. And sticking out the side, popsicle.😭 I was crying, comforting him in his last moments as I rushed back to the door to get medical supplies, cursing the builder of the dastardly trap. But it was too late.

I went to the side of the river, talking to the teacher (who was on the other side again) about what happened, and as I buried my pet, I woke up. And I realized one thing. Dream me is an idiot! He could have tied up popsicle, taken him back to his room.

One thing is for sure, I will always remember popsicle.