DEAR EUROPE, KOREA, AND SCANDANAVIA…

Please send us your bands and singers. PLEASE. I'll trade any of our sucky bands and auto-tune filled "singers" for Nightwish or Gina Choi. Please.

- Love, the people who want to save the music industry


Less reviews this time – but thanks anyways! :)

Here's just a Fang's blog post – these might come in sometimes now.

Sorry for mega over-use of this line thing that's below. Divider? Is that the name for it...?


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Up and Running

So Nudge finally found my old blog account from seventh grade – is it good enough to keep working on? This thing is ancient. She added some new features and nice CSS detailing in the smoother HTML coding – though nobody seems to know what that is except her…that's what she said to me so I guess I'll quote that…

Anyways, I'm starting it up for high school, I don't really know why. "It's because you have no life," Iggy just said. Damn stop reading over my shoulders.

So, well I guess now I blab about my life has been over the summer…I don't really think you want to know that but…

The second I got out of eighth grade my family hopped on a plane to frigging DISNEY WORLD. Oh God…I don't want to get into the incident with Iggy and Chip and Dale at the Tower of Terror…that's a story nobody needs to remember…All the fake fur and the elevator and…

Iggy slapped me for typing that down.

Then there was at the teacups…Nudge shoved me in a pink pastel one. ALONE. A little kid pointed at me and said to his mom, "Mommy, who's the weird dude?" I glared at them...

Then, when I came back here, I couldn't have been more relieved. I got sick of that cheery mouse after the first day.

We were there for two weeks.

So, basically after I got home we did nothing.

Until today/yesterday since I'm typing this around midnight. I had my girlfriend spew Coca-Cola on me and the white couch. Then I got called "emo" seven or so times…four of which were by random strangers.

Scratch that, eight times. Iggy just muttered it and high-fived Nudge. I'm going to kill them one night…they won't ever wake up again…

Nudge shivered at that thought. Iggy rolled his eyes.

Well, this is a fairly short blog post…I don't really have anything to say here, so…questions?

Oh, damn, Nudge cleared them all. But most of them were about when I would update this, so here's your answer.

NOW.

- Fang, whom is currently being tortured against his will

(Ah, I love third person point of view.)


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Comments:

I-LIK-CHIKN:

Fang, you need a life. Preferably something that doesn't revolve around pink teacups and bacon. Please, I think they are on sale in Hot Topic right now.


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Um, thank you…? – The blogmaster Fang


Gabby's_blonde_niece:

So I heard you're emo.


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I. AM. NOT. EMO. – The blogmaster Fang

You keep on telling yourself that. – I-LIK-CHIKN

Didn't I already deal with you? – The blogmaster Fang

No. – I-LIK-CHIKN


ROAR22324262462:

I LURV U FANG. I HAZ UR NUMBR. :D


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Umm… - The blogmaster Fang


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