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Hey.

It's pretty ironic, I think. In the afternoon, I have so many short post ideas. 

But then later on in the day, I distract myself and lose that motivation to actually create those blog posts.

Ugh, I frustrate myself. Ahh.

I really don't mean to go a few days with no new posts- it just happens. Time passes, and I forget to post. 

For around a month or two now, I've had personal poems in mind. But when I actually go write or type a poem, I am only able to post good story poetry. I have plenty of poems about Fierdan. 

In single words, here are more Fierdan poems I have in mind: 

- Lions

- Angels

- Purge

Yeah. Vague.

I kept on thinking about Fierdan today. 

Am I obsessed with this character? Yeah, probably. 

As for why I said Duke and Fierdan are not exactly and purely similar, well, I'll explain it in another post. I'm typing this at midnight. I should sleep now instead of typing this dumb post.

I've been thinking. It's pretty cool how I have such a specific and exact vision of how my characters (well, as humans- I only view my characters as humans now) look throughout the story. I also have a specific voice for each of them. 

But no matter how hard I try to find a celeb/actor/whoever to compare how they look to how closely they look like to how I imagine what my characters look like, I can't find anyone who really matches enough to my high standards. Same goes for their voices.

All of my characters look so beautiful. I love their voices. 

I imagine Duke and Fierdan looking and sounding a little different. Not as much different as compared to other characters, but there's still a difference. 

I wish I could actually draw well realistically, so I can draw and accurately show you guys how my characters look and how their appearances change throughout the story (just talking about story 1- Twinkle's Story- for now since their appearances change so many times).  

Gosh, I'm so in love with Fierdan's voice. Dang. 

Duke's too, but not as much. Haha.

Oh and also Twinkle's, Dawn's, and.. Taurel's.

Their voices. <3 <3 I'm in love. 

This is probably a weird thing to read, but I see and hear my characters so specifically and vividly. 

I could start typing about other stuff, but I'm gonna end this post here.

Bye for now. 

~ Cutepups 

Ouch (feat. my fire son)

Hello! ^-^"

I had this post idea for a few days now, but I haven't been motivated to post it until now. So here I am now.

I doubt I will, but I might post again later today. I probably won't though because I should be working on school stuff some more. And on top of that, I always feel awkward after posting.

So.. yeah. 

I'm glad to say that my ears aren't hurting anymore. The other day, I felt like I damaged my eardrums (ha, ha). Well, I like how I can listen to music through my earbuds again.

And now onto the main topic of this post. :-)

I noticed that I haven't made a long, dumb post over my story characters in a while. That guy? I haven't posted about him for a few days. Has it been over a week? I think so.

My boy.. I abandoned my boy! Hold on, let me get him!

[And at this sudden break in the post, feel free to question my existence. Ooh, ahh.]

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~ warning: following content mentions stuff like pain ~

(ab*use/s mention regarding my fire son character)

 Psst, I'm going to ramble (and cry to myself) about Fierdan. 

Him... ;-; <3 :/

Alright. Since I've been thinking of posting Chapter 76 soon (whenever the heck that is), I've been looking back at Chapter 75. 

I also keep on reading my recent (ex) Fierdan themed poem. The one I titled, "Kill The Name (He Died That Day)".

I keep on getting chills whenever I read what I write in Fierdan POVs in the story. That's just the vibe I get from him. Does anyone else get chills when reading his POVs? Or is that another Cutepups only thing?

In Chapter 75, I get chills more than once whenever I read Fauna's POV during times when Fierdan says something. Like.. dang.. this freaking guy. 

Whenever Fierdan is in story scenes in general, I feel the chills. (By chills, I mean emotional chills, not really physical. But sometimes it is physical with me as well because I'm weird like that.)

Specifically in Chapter 75, I felt the chills when I wrote and read the flashback part in Fauna's POV. That part was intentionally one of my Chills TM moments. But a few days ago really, I was looking over that POV again, and I kept on staring at this line Fierdan says near the end of the chapter. It's not the very last thing he said (though I also feel some emotions at that last line).

It's when Fierdan says, "I never asked for it, yet I still received it."

Now I'm reading that sentence, and I'm like damn. I don't think I even intended for that line to be Fierdan on the borderline of telling another person (beside Duke and Dawn?) his history with abuse and manipulations. But that's all I can think of when I read that sentence now.

(Wait, why did I make him say 'body anatomy'? What the heck?)

Well anyway, there's this part in the poem that gives me chills. 

It's when I wrote (in Fierdan's/Danny's/idk what to call him in this poem- pfft), "Just like how Soulless was with me / And they wanted to touch my body / With their sickening kindness."

That line.. hurts me. But dang, I love how I worded that. 

***(Oh before I continue, I feel like I should say this. I know I write (and think) a lot about the different types of abuses that have happened to some of my characters. I'm constantly paranoid that my few active blog viewers are sick of me posting about this topic, and yeah I guess that makes sense. I'm bad at wording things, but every time I write about my abused characters, I'm trying to vaguely hint at the fact that one of my story themes (for story 1 and 2) is how abuse is terrible- very, very much so. The pain these characters go through isn't something that should be glorified. Even when it regards Twinkle, the abuses these characters have gone through.. the point I'm trying to make is that.. it ruins lives. It's ugly. Very freaking ugly. I never meant to make any abuse seem "cool" or "not that bad" because.. spoiler alert.. it psychologically f*cked up every single one of them. Like, a lot. For every one of them, I'm going to canonically make them be mentally ill. Oh and about Fierdan, I'm not saying he has X disorder because he's like, "oh sh*t, I killed those people; I'm gonna use X disorder as an excuse for my obvious sh*tty behavior." Because.. no, that's not it. Well yeah, because of his actions and being aware of the manipulations and lies, but that's just one part of it. Honestly, I've been scared of actually making Fierdan be diagnosed with X disorder in story 2 because of what he did in story 1. But now I keep on thinking of him having it, and it's like.. well.. how can I not make him have it? Especially after those things he said in chapters and in those poems about him. And I'm also not planning on only making Fierdan have this X disorder. But that's not the only mental illness I think of the characters having. Oh and this sort of thing in story 1 is worded badly and sketchy, but in story 2, it'll be more official like. More real. Uh.. yeah. I've been thinking of having (actual, official- not like those sad excuses in story 1) story scenes of therapy sessions in story 2. Probably gonna bring up meds, too. Yeah.. umm.. that. The X disorder would be ptsd (post-traumatic stress disorder). I've been thinking about having a few characters having it, and I'm making their reactions toward their traumas (reactions like symptoms, basically) not be exactly the same but vaguely similar.. because their pasts are all different in some ways, like the abuser and the trauma isn't all the same for all of them. Am I wording this badly? Mm.. maybe. Yeah.. damn.. I had to take a break from typing up this post for almost an hour, and now I don't know where I was going with this. Sorry.. heh.)

If you still don't get my hint, those lines from Chapter 75 and the poem are about Soulless- the gray, large white-eyed demon that only Fierdan and Duke know far too well- being Fierdan's -Jamaa- lifelong abuser. 

Yeah, those two lines are about abuse. Yeah.. heck. 

Regarding the Chapter 75 one, Soulless severely hurt little kid Fierdan psychologically and physically for years and years all the damn time. Soulless forced Fierdan to learn anger and resentment and mercilessness. Before Soulless, Fierdan was basically a pacifist. The rest of Fierdan's childhood and adolescence in -Jamaa- with Soulless always being with him- and only him- was when Soulless forcefully recreated Fierdan to be stigmatized as this violent, well, killer. But.. spoiler alert.. every death he caused- except his father's- was seen as a good and intended thing. By who? Certain evil people (in story 2). Also his father. And of course that's a lifelong lie, that ultimately f*cked up Fierdan even more (the deaths already f*cked him up, but he couldn't exactly explain his real feelings about it all to other people because of Soulless controlling Fierdan mentally and physically so much). 

Fierdan never asked, never wanted for Soulless to come. Now this also relates to that line from the poem. Soulless.. is a complicated character, alright. What are their true intents? Well, too ultimately ruin Fierdan and Duke, of course! If Soulless was consistent and only hurt Fierdan and Duke, then they (Fierdan and Duke) would get used to that enough and want to get rid of Soulless much sooner. But what took Fierdan so long to realize that Soulless is always bad no matter how they're behaving toward him. In -Jamaa-, Soulless was the only character that stayed with Fierdan through everything. Fierdan and Dawn were very close before and after coming to -Jamaa- but Soulless stayed with Fierdan much closer (they manipulated his mind) and longer than Dawn ever did. About Fierdan and Dawn, I kinda see Fierdan being Dawn's protector and someone who wouldn't hurt her but would hurt someone who even thought of hurting her. Even staring at Dawn for too long would have made Fierdan angry at that person because Dawn as a child used to be very uncomfortable when she was aware that people were staring at her. So, a stranger looking at Dawn could have made Fierdan interpret that as a threat to Dawn. And why was Dawn like that? It's because of her past (trauma) that took place before -Jamaa-. But she doesn't exactly know why she was that way when she was younger. Human world memories were forgotten for the most part, so.. yeah.

Regarding that line from the poem, Soulless didn't always physically abuse Fierdan whenever they touched. For example, Soulless could hug or pat Fierdan on the back after Fierdan did what Soulless wanted him to do. Like, after killing someone, or Fierdan just growing angrier with any other character (his father, later including Dawn). That praise from Soulless is when they're showing Fierdan kindness and love. And only getting praise, kindness, and ultimately love in situations such as Fierdan having killed someone or being consumed more with deep hatred.. well, it's sick. It's messed up. It's, as I wrote it and he said it, sickening kindness. It's a skewed version of love, but after Fierdan being truly isolated from others for so long, it's the only love he knows. It's basically praise/kindness/love that only comes from violence and hate. That's sick. Soulless is a sick bastard. 

.... umm.. f*ck. Those two Fierdan lines also look like they could be referring to sexual abuse. They sound like things a victim of that could say. Damn, maybe that's also why the lines are giving me so many freaking chills. 

Ah.. f*ck you, Cutepups. 

(No, there was no sexual abuse between(? idk words, heck) Soulless and Fierdan. Probably not. Likely not. Yeah.. no. *hey there, I rate this story series as mature, keeps on f*cking me up and I'm the writer*. But maybe.. just maybe.. Soulless would brush by Fierdan, intentionally and awkwardly. Fierdan has been the puppet of melancholy for Soulless. Yeah, the puppet of melancholy- I talked about that before. It's a big theme regarding a bunch of characters (Fierdan, Duke, Soulless, Z- Fierdan's father-, Taurel, then possibly later with Ryen). The puppets being Fierdan and Duke, then much later, Taurel. They're the ones being used, hurt. The puppeteers being Z (as the main one), Soulless, Taurel, and even Fierdan with Duke being the puppet. Ryen is somehow both a puppet and puppeteer. But at different times, Fierdan, Duke, and Taurel become both puppets and puppeteers. It's supposed to be a brutally violent metaphor.. ha, ha. And several times in the past, Soulless would intrusively (again, what are words?) come out and talk to Fierdan when he would be all alone (of course) and at times when Fierdan doesn't expect them to come. (I refer to Soulless as they/them, so.). And, well, that includes when Fierdan is naked (what's he doing? showering? idk.). So.. well, Soulless wanted to see Fierdan and maybe brush by him when he was like that, at the most vulnerable (there's no clothing to protect your body when you're basically naked) because they love unsettling Fierdan since they live on Fierdan's fears. Oh and then Soulless would casually- more calmly than harshly- mock Fierdan and call him weak due to what his body- without Soulless controlling it by being in his mind- looks like on its own. Because, like, Soulless gives Fierdan and Duke unnatural strength and brutality. So without Soulless, Fierdan's body looks weaker. And of course, the opposite side of Soulless when they're not praising and being kind to Fierdan, is when Soulless is making Fierdan learn even more hatred and is when they're abusing him. Yeah.. f*cking demon bastard. Soulless.. yikes. *shivers*)

Oh and another thing. I know it's been like Fierdan and Duke are basically the same. And I mean, yeah, that's true. But they're also opposites. 

Yes. Fierdan and Duke are opposites. In addition to being the same. 

Haha, I'm not explaining how in this post. This post is long enough as it is. 

Heh, dark themes. Mm, hmm, heck.

I think about Fierdan way too much. A victim but no saint. Oh hmm. 

I love my fire boy. I.. umm.. love him. 

F*ck. Damn it. 

Fierdan... ;-; <3 :/

This character. Ouch.

~ Cutepups :'-) 

It's so cold here.

I can't think of a title, it's very cold, so that's the post title. Yeah sure.

I don't know what this is.

I haven't been checking this blog and any notifications I have for this one as much lately.

Yeah. I'm not sure why, but I think it might be because I'm kinda ashamed of my posts.

I don't know.

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My ears hurt a little bit.

I was watching a video with my earbuds in, the volume suddenly became high (even though I had it on low), and this very loud static noise blasted into my ears.

It still hurts after all these hours.

-x-x-

When there's snow everywhere and when the sun is out, everything is so bright outside.

The other day, it hurt my eyes.

I got headaches.

-x-x-

I have short poem ideas.

They're not long at all.

They're short in length.

Let's see if I'll actually post them.

-x-x-

I'm having dreams that distress and disturb me.

Yes. Again.

I don't know what they could mean.

I just want them to stop.

Please stop.

Please.

-x-x-

oh hmm

Hi there.

(It's 7 am, Cutepups. Shouldn't you be going to school now?)

Well, here's the thing. I don't have school today, too. Yeah wow, got another snow day.

So yeah, here I am now. :)

Anyway, I made this post to be a (lazy) reflection of how I've been.

(?????? yeah idk just go with it).

I'm probably gonna regret how I started this year when it comes to how I've been posting. Oh well lol.

For the past few posts, I've been typing them when I feel very tired. And so, the quality of the posts isn't that great. Dang it, Cutepups, why must you start the new year with bad posts? Pfft.

I'm tired now, too. I'm probably gonna try to go back to sleep after posting this.

I first woke up because of my alarm for school, and then it was difficult for me to fall asleep because I heard loud noises outside my window. But the loud noises are gone for now, so maybe I'll be able to fall asleep again.

Yeah, I'm tired. Heck.

That skit on the previous post was so lazily done. It's so stupid. Geez.

(My skit quality is declining. Help me.)

Hmm.......

I technically do have things I could post that actually do have some quality. It's just that.. well.. I've been too tired whenever I open the create a new post page. Oh and quality posts are longer and require serious effort. So.. uh.. I'll get to posting those good posts soon. I'll try. I will.

(My friend and I are so bitter over our new class project. It's so much work, and it was assigned the day we got back from break. Projects are annoying and a hassle to complete. School makes me even more stressed, sad, and tired. Heck.)

Oh hmm....

I found this old post from last January. It was supposed to be my new year resolutions for 2017. Now I'm gonna check off them to see how much I accomplished in a year.

(Oh woe is me. Oh heck man is hecked. The weather is a wild card. It's windy and cold. It's currently 9 degrees F. In an hour, it'll drop to 8. The low is 2. The low tomorrow is -4. That's hecking cold. My room is always warm, I feel, though? Huh.)

The post lol: http://thejamaamist.blogspot.com/2017/01/improvement-seeking.html

Well, I was right when I said 2017 would be a difficult year for me. It was. But I bet (and definitely know as a cold, hard fact) that 2018 will also be a (much more) difficult year for me. It just will be. That's how it'll be. Life.. heh.

Anyway, time to check off what I listed in that post! ;')

1. Write more poetry- I did but only at the end of the year really, and they've all shared a theme of pain.

2. Write short stories- never did that. I did write some story chapters, though. 

3. Draw more- I guess I did? I'm not really proud of the art I made in the past year, though. 

4. Develop my OCs more- yeah, check. I've come a long way with it. In 2017, I developed all my main story characters a lot from where I left off the story in 2016. 

5. Draw different things- I drew my characters differently? But other than drawing them, I don't think I really drew anything else. I thought of drawing some fan-art from various shows, but I never did. 

6. Draw in different mediums since I have plenty I rarely use- I just used the same mediums I've always been using at home (pencils, colored pencils, markers, Sharpie). 

7. Be scared of people less- I'm still pretty darn scared of people. I've been thinking a lot more lately that I should seek help for my social anxiety or whatever the heck I actually have. 

8. Talk to people I consider my friends more instead of distancing myself away from them- okay, check. I've gotten a closer to a friend of mine irl in the past year. I've gotten even closer with my online friend/s. Definitely one. I try not to isolate myself from my friends, for the most part. I feel that makes me clingy, though? 

9. Not listen to the negative and destructive voice in my head- it's been very hard to block that negative and destructive voice out. Well, I could block out the destructive one by not actually doing anything physically destructive to myself (no matter how much I wanted to). It's been (and still is) very hard to silence my negative thoughts since they seem the most realistic and rational. Even though they're not. But to some degree, they are realistic and rational, and I know I've been feeling negative like that for a reason. I can't just.. ignore them. The future definitely exists, and I can't exactly reject its existence. 

10. Not be such an irritable jerk to my family- I'm still somewhat of an irritable jerk to them, but I've been trying to not act out as badly irritable as before. Doing that is hard though since I'm honestly always sadly jealous and irritable to some degree. 

11. Think and figure out a basis for what I want to do in college- well, I applied to colleges. I guess that's something? I didn't apply to any "prestigious" schools or anything. Yeah but I'm still not exactly sure what I'll do in college. And in that way, I'm still screwed for the future. Ahh. 

12. Not push people away- I don't think I pushed my friends away? Not as much as I used to, at least? I still push my family away sometimes. Opening up to people that are physically close to me is a whole lot harder than opening up to people online, and I don't know why? 

13. Not invalidate myself- to be honest, I invalidated myself a lot more this past year. It's hard not to. My brain can be such an @ss sometimes, and I hate the way I think about certain stuff. I'm still questioning my identity and the validity of mental health issues I might probably have. But I'm trying to accept them more. I invalidate myself a lot still, unfortunately. 

14. Ask for help if needed- maybe not when it comes to messaging my friends, but out loud and in person? I failed doing that. I probably really need help (for certain things), and I hate being scared of actually talking about those things even though I know I shouldn't be. 

15. Less hate, more love- I feel this way when it comes to my friends. There hasn't been much actual hate in 2017, I feel? I'm not sure if I showed more love in general, though. I kinda feel like I can't show love no matter in what form, and that I don't deserve love. So, that's that. 

And yeah. That was my list from last year. Wow. 

As for this year, I don't know if I have any new year resolutions. I'm still pretty hopeless and unmotivated, and I'm starting to not believe in new year resolutions that much anymore. We all end up breaking them a few weeks after January 1st, anyways. 

But I guess my main resolution is to.. survive. 

Because I know 2018 will be a year that'll try to break and kill me time and time again. 

Gotta survive despite it all. 

That's not really a resolution, but I can't really think of anything better at the top of my head. 

Maybe I'll just refer back to what I said last year. Specifically, numbers 1 and 11 to 15. 

There needs to be more love in this world. There's been too much hate in the past year. 

I still don't have that much emotional stability. My mood changes a bunch of times every day, and it tires me out. 

I'm still tired. It's almost 8 now. 

Hmm ok. Bye.

~ Cutepups <3 

New Year 2018 Skit (part 1)

[Date: January 1st. Time: 7:00 pm. Location: The usual skit scene (which would be based around the couch downstairs in the vague house's living room). Whatever happened to a holidays skit? What happened to doing that, Cutepups? I got too lazy and unmotivated to make a skit about that. Sorry pfft. Have this instead.]

Brock: So it's been two years since then.

Twinkle: Since what?

Brock: Our last new year's skit.

Twinkle: *looks at Brock, confused* It's been two years?

Brock: Yeah.

Twinkle: That would be January in the year of 2016.

Brock: Yep.

Twinkle: Okay.

[By the way, all my skit characters are in this skit thing. Supposedly.]

Duke: *wheezes?* Oh my god, that old skit. Yikes!

Finny: *looks at Duke with concern* Are you ok--

Brock: *interrupts Finny because he's so rude* Stop being drunk, drunkie!

Duke: *slams fist into couch cushion?* I'm not drunk, square head!

[Sparkle and Dawn enter the room.]

Sparkle: Why are you guys so immature?

Dawn: *sighs and joins them on the couch, sits next to Twinkle*

Brock: In the last new year's skit, Duke was actually drunk. And he was only 16.

Duke: *sighs* I'm older than you, Brock.

Brock: That's true, but I don't care.

Dawn: Hey Brock, when's your birthday?

Brock: I.. have no idea.

Dawn: You have no idea when your birthday is?

Brock: Nope!

Dawn: *looks at Brock with a weird and deeply concerned expression* Well.. uh.. okay then.

[I'm so tired. Why am I typing this now? Hmm.. Fierdan, Ryen, and I don't know who else enter the room skit scene. Oh mm.]

Duke: We were so naive back then. Remember what I said?

Ardere: *he entered the room with them, I guess* No. I wasn't even in that 2016 skit. Where was I?

Fierdan: Yeah, I wasn't in that skit either. Where was I? *stares at Duke* Were you trying to impersonate me, you fool?

Ryen: Oh and I was called Night back then. Why was I even called that? Night isn't my name. It's not even close to being my name.

Twinkle: *is so cool, so casual* Brock didn't know your name, Ryen, so he decided to call you, Night. Until your name was revealed, that was what we decided to call you.

Brock: Oh hey, Night. What's up?

Ryen: I don't know why I let you call me that.

Fierdan: *is no longer staring at Duke who is sitting obnoxiously on the couch* Yes, I have no idea why Brock decided to refer to you as the same name as my black bird affiliate.

Finny: Your what?

Fierdan: *sighs* My pet.

Duke: Oh, not this "pet" nonsense again.

Ryen: *coughs*

Fierdan: What the f*ck, Duke? No.. what the hell.. no! *shakes head*

Duke: Oh.. wait...

Fierdan: *sighs and takes out a loose thread on his shirt* What is it?

Duke: You think that Brock calling Ryen the word, Night, vaguely refers to our black bird affiliate.. which was kind of like your pet.. that we call Night Crow.

Fierdan: Wow, you figured it out. Finally.

Duke: I'm slow sometimes, okay? You don't have to be so rude about it.

Fierdan: You're a fool for forgetting about Night Crow.

Ryen: In his defense, none of us have seen or talked about the bird in a long time.

Fierdan: Shut up, nerd.

Ryen: *rolls eyes* You're never stable in these skits.

Fierdan: F*ck you! I'm never mentally stable!

Fauna: *sighs, she also entered the room with them* We get it, Fierdan. You're bitter that Duke took up both his and your identity in that old skit. I wasn't in that skit either. *faces Duke* What were you saying before?

Duke: Oh.. uh.. yeah. It was stupid of me to say that I was excited that 2015 was over. Because.. well, y'know.. 2016 ended up being a terrible year. Cutepups tried to erase us all from existence. That's worse than death.

Twinkle: 2016 was an awful year. We didn't know how much that year would suck back on the first day of the year.

Sparkle: 2017 was technically a little better, but that year was also one of the worst ones I remember experiencing.

Dawn: *sighs* Well, don't jinx it for 2018! This year has to be good! It has to, I tell you!

Duke: It better not be another bad year. I'm sick of all this sh*t.

Brock: You're sick of it?

Duke: Yes. Yes, I am.

Twinkle: *sighs* Why do you two keep on doing that?

Brock: Doing what?

Twinkle: Asking Duke.. like that.. when he says a sentence about how he feels.

Brock: Oh, I don't know why.

Twinkle: *sighs* 

[Finny suddenly jumps off the couch.]

Finny: I just realized something!

Duke: What is it, dude?

Finny: Way back then, Cutepups didn't refer to any of us as humans in the skits.

Duke: Oh god, those were dark times, my boy.

Finny: They seriously were.

Duke: Reminds me of the story universe. *shudders*

Dawn: Well, we're all humans in skits now.

Sparkle: Thank god.

Twinkle: Yeah, glad that's over.

Ardere: Oh, so that would mean--

Finny: Yeah, yeah.

Ardere: Huh? Okay.

Fierdan: I'm offended. Why was my brother in skits back then while I wasn't? I'm a more popular character than him.

Duke: Back then, Cutepups saw us as basically the same character. Their thoughts on us as characters has changed a lot since then. And so, we're two distinct characters in skits now.

Fierdan: Hmm...

Duke: Hey, that's the truth!

Fierdan: Okay.

[Cashier Girl No Lady has now arrived. Somehow. Yeah, just go with it. I got this, guys.]

Cashier Girl No Lady: So, umm.. it's the new year. Shouldn't we talk about that? For this year, I mean? It's 2018. We all know the past two years were horrible, but we have to live in the present. The past is in the past.

Brock: Wow, you're so beautiful and smart. I love you, Cashier Girl.

Cashier Girl No Lady: I know you do.

Fierdan: Oh hell no, we aren't ending the skit like that. There's no need to flirt right now.

Cashier Girl No Lady: What are you talking about?

Fierdan: There is no need to put straight romance into this.

Dawn: What are you talking about?

Fierdan: I'm stopping it before it starts.

Dawn: Before what starts?

Fierdan: Oh, you know...

Dawn: No, I don't.

Sparkle: *briefly laughs* There was straight romance at the end of that 2016 skit.

Twinkle: The past.. what a time. Yeet! *gets up off the couch*

.............

*nearly falls asleep on my keyboard*

Bye, ily!

~ Cutepups

huh....

Hi. I forgot to make a post yesterday, but I'm here now.

Well, my winter break ended. I had school today.

I already have this long and complicated and time-consuming project to do. 

*sighs* Ah...

But now I don't have school tomorrow. Snow day.

The hecking weather.. wow.. hmm. It's cold.

Anyway, I remembered I made a new year's skit in 2016 (and I really thought I made it in 2015, but apparently I did not).

I'm going to make a new 2018 new year skit. I forgot to type up that skit yesterday. Things happened, oops.

Sorry for the bad quality in my past few posts. I keep on posting when I'm really tired. 

Uh.. I'm going to post part 1 of the new skit. Now. Before I forget to again.

If anyone wants to diss past-me, here's the old 2016 new year skit post. I'm referring to it in my new skit.

(eww, past-me is gross, lmao.) http://thejamaamist.blogspot.com/2016/01/new-years-skit.html 

(read it so we can suffer together <3)

Yeah ah eh heh.

~ Cutepups

First Day 2018

Yeah, it's 2018 now. Huh wow.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.

I don't have anything to post about right now, but I felt like posting something today.

Yeah umm. Hi.

I did stuff today. Nice. :)

Winter break is almost over. Not nice. :(

I might create a new year's skit tomorrow. Or one of these days. Well, soon.

2017 has finally died. I'm hoping this year doesn't suck.. as much.

So many things are gonna happen. Things that involve me. Yikes.

Heck...

Bye for now.

~ Cutepups <3