To you.

In a virtual world that consists of nothing but purchasing, impressing, and conversing with others, I am a lovely outcast.
In this nonsense blog, I'll apparently be whining and complaining over aspects of Ameba Pico, and occasionally, everyday life, in the words of a schizophrenic, delusional fifteen-year-old cross-dresser living in America.
I'm not promising to be bubbly and happy about anything, because I'm not.
In all honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing.
Hi, I'm Hope. It's nice to meet you.

And also, since I said this in a post way back before anything, the names of the posts are just whatever happened to be there when I pressed Ctrl+V.

Monday, April 4, 2011

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5s7pf4CA46g&feature=related

For your own sake, don't watch that video.

;a; I had succeeded in making a banner for this retarded blog the other day. Only to find out that:

A) It doesn't fit.
R) I don't like it.
ICU) I realized that I hate the name of this blog and now want to name it something else more awesome.

So, in lighter news,
DO YOU SEE THESE NEW KITTY CAT ITEMS?
At first, I thought it meant that you could buy clothes for your cat, and I really wanted to put a pom-pom on it's head like a moogle.... ...but of course this isn't the case.
Let's go check out prices,shall we?  [Because I'm too lazy and heartbroken to check out France.]

WHAT A FRIGGIN SURPRISE.

Yeah, it's nice and all, but there are some of us that wish that Pico DIDN'T TRY TO RIP US OFF ALL THE DAMN TIME. [And don't even get me started on Premium Gachas.]

Well, I guess seeing as how I'm so rich all the time when it comes to Ameba Gold, I guess there's nothing to worry about. But it wouldn't  hurt to make a little money on the side.

Let's all smile and pretend that I'm "cross-dressing" for money on a street corner in downtown New York.

You could grin and bear the hard way, of earning the gold by doing surveys and such like educated people, but some of us don't seem to have the attention span for it.

HOPE'S SUGGESTION:
Though this tactic rarely earns you enough money to do anything and is limited, I always do the ones that say like,
GIVE US YOUR E-MAIL SO WE CAN SPAM YOU WITH THINGS.
AND AGREE TO THESE TERMS SO WE CAN ALLOW OUR AFFILIATES TO SPAM YOU ALSO.

Simple. Make a new e-mail. Though like I said, there are only so many that do this, so it doesn't always work.
THEN AGAIN, HOW OFTEN DO SURVEYS WORK FOR YOU?

After a long day of hard work, we watch as the tired Hope stumbles into his home of disarray blocks and cold tile floors.

He eats his pan of mashed potatoes, curls up with his cat Yuuta, and returns to his cushion on the floor.

Before you ask, No, I didn't get any gold whatsoever.

And to a certain someone, and you know who you are,
YES DAMNIT. I AM LINK. OR MARTH,. EITHER ONE.

Hope's Word of the Day: CARROTS.

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