Wtf I don't know how I'm still getting views on this blog

But I am. I think it's from people who become sentimental once in a little while and check up on me, or either half of those blog views are from me LOL

Anyway, it took me so long to blog because 1. I sort of forgot all of the passwords (this account is old okay, I don't remember all the info and password associated. I use new passwords now.) and 2. I don't really have any inspiration to blog about ourworld anymore since I don't really go on. 3. I'm not the same person anymore, so I think the change in attitude may just chase the remaining bloggers away.

LOL

anyway, I have met a lot of my friends on video chat (Betty, Kathryn). I am glad that we are all going to college simultaneously. How else are we to survive.

Anyway, I want to drop in and say hi. If you want to keep in touch with me, you can always email me at aphrothenasworld@gmail.com

Sorry for being the shittiest blogger ever in 2013. One blog post for the whole entire year is pretty bad, so I'm going to make it my New Year's Resolution to blog more

LOL

but we'll see if that's a fail.

I don't really play on ourworld anymore so I don't know what to blog about.

Anyway, I hope all of you guys have a swell 2014. Thanks for the views again. You guys are still stellar.

It's been a really long time since I've blogged, and I'm going to write about an ourworld fanfiction because that is where my life has come to.

She was standing there, so cool, with her granny panties lace underwear on, waiting to get laid. The Boardwalk's silent sweeping chill gushed in between her legs.

Then out of nowhere, came a good, clean shaven, man wearing black radiant monster fur boots. Immediately,she had found her target, the next victim to pull into her seduction.

I was going to write a fanfiction, but I feel very materialistic at this moment. The dark variant stuff confuses me. I wish I saved up a lot of money to buy all of this shit and sell it later on for more coins, but I didn't. Besides, sometimes when I get all into this shit, I wonder why I am even obsessed with all of this online clothes to dress up my virtual character anyways. It's like watching an ongoing stream of chick flicks, and then realizing that you just spent a perfectly good day on something that will not benefit you at all, and will probably kill your brain cells and make you indulge in food and hate life. It's like the other day when I was conflicted on going to the library to get The Prince and read it to strengthen my understanding of the roots of some cultures and governments or going to the art wing to see my friend Brandon, who might not even be there. As I walked by the library, I paused and decided to head towards the direction of the art wing instead. I still learned a lot, mind you, about people instead.

Truth is, don't waste your life on some shitty game for shitty clothes that you're going to get tired of anyway. The reason why I'm blogging is because I'm blogging, and because it will probably help some of you who need to improve out of your shitty situation like how I am.

ourWorld is a terrible, horrible, disease.

If I have to see one more picture of a guy's non existent penis and a girl's non existent "hot arse" on the Boardwalk, I think I might go nuts.

If you can guess it: I am back. Sort of. Being back doesn't really bring a beautiful insight into humanity, and it seems as if every year it keeps on getting worse and worse and worse until one day a miraculous blogger by the name of Michi will save the pixelated island with her Dallas hair and penguin hat.

There are a few things I do not get. Most of it is the vibe. I never really got that anyway. OurWorld is like a horrible, terrible disease. Terrible. Once you log on and start spending time on it for real, even just a little interest, it takes much much boredom to get you out. Trust me, this is hard considering that you are mostly bored on ourWorld already. It is like a game made for addiction for boredom. You log on, nothing happens (normal people on the game don't interact with each other but stare at each other), you try to log off, but you can't. Once you manage to succeed to log off, you log right back on.

Bitch, whoever invented this system needs to fix this shit.

First time you get on, you get that rush, you feel weird. Then you like the rush, after, you feel like wtf just hit you. I am at the wtf just hit me part. Socializing on the Boardwalk makes my brain feels like peanuts.

What's worse is that the conversation never starts. Ever. I think the only time people really even talk on there is when they're fucking each other. We are turning into a capitol of morons. All because of this disease that I will name ourWorld.

You can keep your Singles, Porn, and Walmart Coupons

I have been getting a constant flow of views, and along with it Spam Comments. Usually those doesn't get published unless if I approve of them, but most of them usually look like this:

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or

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and usually spam mail looks like that too, except a lot worse sometimes.

Notice how none of them knows my name. If I am such a valued blogger/customer/human being/partner, then why do none of those people know my name?  More importantly,why do you want me to visit your site, which usually links to eharmony.com, some kind of porn site, or a site where I can get a two dollar Walmart coupon.

You can keep your singles. 

By the way, why are the pictures of their models being taken through car windows. Is it just me, or does her boyfriend look like Simon Cowell. 

You can keep your porn. 

You can keep your two dollar Walmart coupon. If I am so valued, then why do I have to buy something first in order to get it free. 

XFactor and Balls

I have decided perhaps another blogger layout since I am bored as shit as this one, and I am conceited as shit so it would be great if my viewers came on my blog and see a big picture of me on top of their page.

Then I actually logged on and viewed my site and realized it is perfect the way it is. I want to make it more perfect however.

I must confess for the past few days something horrible came to me that I cannot contain, and that is, I have started watching X Factor. I know, I have became addicted to that shit.

It's not like this year is good, since the judges have no chemistry, except for LA Reid and Simon Cowell who has a bad bromance going on there, except it is not as intimate anymore. Now it is just awkward with Demi and Britney Spears in the middle. I love them all as individuals (Britney more or less) but when you put them all at judging panel, it is awkward. The most annoying part is that I cannot stop watching.

I probably should have stopped, taped my mouth, and stuffed Demi's face with mushrooms when Jillian Jensen got eliminated, but I didn't.

Fatal Mistake

Now only is it annoying, it is hooking. It is one of those things that you keep on wishing it'll get better, but every single time your balls gets crushed.

Election day is on Tuesday. Everyone should vote.

Prepare for More Sex

So I log onto ourworld and I found out you can adopt kids now.

So basically I want to adopt ten kids. Don't call me slut mother, because technically I'm not pushing anything out ok.

But SRLSY DIANNA, SHIVA, JUSTIN, PAULY D, COME BACK ON TO PRODUCE KIDS (EXTRA LARGE FONT, UNDERLINE)

I think people will still try this as an excuse to have more sex. If you are like me and a prior granny who doesn't know how the system works anymore, welcome to mommy blogging. (Is it sad that I am blogging about my virtual family?) The words mommy blogging just makes me shudder

So far I have zero kids because I believe in Carrie's philosophy from Mean Girls. I am probably going to live 80 more years now.

Also they show your exact level now WTF, new age to new stereotyping. That just tells you that you can't always always be on top right? I was on top for one short year, and IT IS SO FREAKING HARD MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It is so freaking hard to maintain that spot because basically you can't have a life. If you have a life your spot will be taken by a person, or you're going to miss a new trend, unless if you are someone like Sarah or Sonia who are iconic in some way.

Sarah is so rich that if you dress rich it's almost the same as being poor. wtf but so true. Same with Sonia, meanwhile I am unshamelessly putting on every super rare I have underneath the sun.

But my style has toned down a lot over the past few years.

We speak the truth.

#REUNIONWITHKIDZ