This seems silly on the account of I’ve only been here for two weeks and it’s belated compared to most and all that, but whatever. A queen is never late, everyone is just simply early. That was Princess Diaries for everyone that doesn’t know that who also known as Corinna. I’m going to tell you a little story… a little story about a girl named Monique. When I talk about Monique, I mean me. This story is about me.

One day Monique was looking through the Noah Puckerman tag as she often does and she came across an RP looking for a Puck. Well that RP turned out to be a some slave-smut RP so she quickly scrolled by that because those scare her. Well a few posts under that she came across another RP who’s bold lettered word of ‘Redemption’ caught her eye while also intimidated her a little. Without really thinking about what she was doing, Monique clicked the RP and almost fell out of her chair from how quality the main page looked. This is a literal fact, she almost left her computer from finding it to be so wonderful and tempting to join, but instead, she snooped around to comprehend the RP. Monique had not done a season 2 RP since she started RPing December 2010, which were dark times and we just shouldn’t speak of them because that’s embarrassing for Monique. Oh, sorry, I was in the middle of a story, wasn’t I? I got distracted. Anyway, Monique decided, despite how scared she was about playing role of a character that had someone play him prior which meant there was history and things that Monique didn’t know so should had the potential to ruin the entire RP, to audition. Crazily and weirdly enough, she was accepted… in to the RP anyway. Not by society since she’s still much too flawless for them to handle.

So then Monique made the account and was suddenly apart of an epic RP. Doing her natural thing of freaking out, she went to read everything she missed. Monique hasn’t even studied that intensely for a midterm, mind you, but she noticed how perfectly quality the RP was so she had to Puck justice. She just had to. However, then there was the matter of doing herself justice because upon being accepted in the RP she soon learned not only were the characters quality, but the people behind them were even more quality. So then there was Monique derping, unable to figure out what to do. Then she posted, messaged people to bother them a lot both as Puck and as herself, and who really knew how it happened but she somehow managed to do friendship with them all.

This is the point of the story where it gets sappy, really sappy. Why? Well, Monique has been in so many RPs that it’s probably going to be in the triple digits soon, and during that time she has only ever really found six groups where she really felt included in the group rather than just her character. She’s even been in groups where she was actually unwelcomed all together, where incredibly unhappy ooc drama occurred, where things turn a terrible turn, or the group just was sort of there and that was that. This group, The Beginning, was and is one of those six groups for her. I will now go back to first person writing. It seems silly since it really does feel like I’ve only been here two weeks, but turns out I’ve been here for two, almost three, months. I wasn’t even aware of that. My point is that having this sort of RP in my life, however long or short it was depending on your view, means a lot to me. I realllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly did and want to write long messages to people about how much I actually do love you all and fun things, but my story got so long and I just like have too many feelings right now and I have class in nine minutes and I’m rambling and I think I just would appreciate it if you all could manage to understand that you mean a lot to me and stuff. I really can’t do emotions, guys. It’s terrible, I try to and it doesn’t work out.

Veronica (she gets a message), thank you for for making this RP and thank you for letting me be apart of it. I’ve decided you’re like Charlie from Charlie’s Angels since you’re always there being fantastic and wise, but I’ve never actually met you. Though we’ve talked. I think. I don’t even know, but really, it means a lot I got to be in this group and meet such wonderful and marvelous people (both that were here already or came in after me and all that). I’m also very thankful that you’ve introduced me to a new RP family that I truthfully love and couldn’t imagine how the last few months would have gone without the people who are here now. Except for the fact that I wouldn’t know Albat is endgame and Friday Night Lights is flawless and that I should Blame Sam For Awkwardly Talking To People. You mod everything so well which I know can be a hassle, but you’ve just managed to keep like World Peace. If you ran for President, I would vote for you and then stuff the ballot to vote for you fifteen hundred more times. Thank you for this privilege, and thank you everyone for everything. I know that’s so cliche but that’s all I’ve got right now. 

Thank you and I now have to run to class.

(Source: buffy-summers-stake-house)

#misc   

devil-in-a-reddress:

Oh, I’m looking hard enough. It just seems most people turned lame after you left.

Welcome back, by the way. Hopefully you didn’t become someone’s boyfriend in the slammer.

Well yeah, you needa bad ass leader in order to have fun around.

Pft, yeah right. I owned that place, dudes didn’t even know what hit ‘em when I came there.

devil-in-a-reddress:

Why the hell is there no party tonight?

There probably is, you’re just not looking hard enough.

#itunes   

#texts   

Since you can’t understand half the sentences I say because of how miniscule it is.

You didn’t really seem like you wanted to talk to me before I was gone.

#jesuiskurthummel   

#texts   

Not to sound trite, but you really could use an expanding of your vocabulary.

Since when do you care about my vocabulary?

Come to terms.. as in get on the ‘road to friendship’ with everyone, really.. Noah?

What’s with that ‘really Noah’ business? I was just being honest.

#-barbrabrachel   #jesuiskurthummel   

(Source: panicmoon)

#Memories