Today we're getting the prize for winning the writing contest!!! They're taking us out to eat in a restaurant, then we're going to watch My Neighbor Totoro, AND we're going to this rlly big building to make a conference with the winners of other categories ꉂꉂ(ᵔᗜᵔ◍) » Continue Reading
I get jumpscared so easily, my dad just came in my room like he would any other time (he knocks as he opens the door, unlike everyone else who just barges in) and I still got spooked cuz I wasn't expecting him to come in. Several times, I was so in the zone and I had my headphones on and was facing away from the door so Alice snuck up on me and I almost screamed. I also sometimes forget I have Binky in my room and she likes to sleep under my bed, so when she jumps on the bed I get scared for a s... » Continue Reading
AI ART IS NOT REAL ART.I wish my teacher would understand that??? shes forcing us to analyze AI protest-images and wants us to generate some later to get GRADED: i hate this i'm going to make my own protest art AGAINST ai. thanks. » Continue Reading
Hello everyone, name's ethan. That's my first blog and im happy to start it here. Ig we all here because we're stuck in the past and tried to find some platform to share same passions and stuff like that with other people. This platform its reaaaly ez to use and i already got 7 frieends! thats cool. and it has that vintage vibe which i really enjoy. I hope to have even more fun than im doing rn here, also thx to the right people im gonna know. byeee » Continue Reading
I realized I never made on of these so I'm gonna, and I'll pin it in my blogs. Stole the format from Frankie! and edited it a little.✭ BASIC INFO ✭ Name: Kiara (online name)Nickname: Teeth (irl) but I love nicknames/petnames so you can call me any! (specifically angel and honey are my fav)Age: 16Pronouns: She/herBirthday: 6th January 2010, Capricorn ♑Siblings: Alice (older s) Bender (younger b) Esme (younger s)From/live: Born in Hungary, live in IrelandStraight/bi/gay: Straight (probably?)Job: ... » Continue Reading