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Posted by funneemonkee - April 8th, 2012


I've had so much emotion running through me lately. I hate it.
I heard "she" was back, if only for a little bit.. And she didn't even bother to leave me a message..
I can't get ahold of "Him" not that he'd want me to anyway. I bet he's hoping I've completely forgotten him by now.
My laptop is about to die on me, and with my car fucked up and having to pay for that i can't afford a new computer. So looks like here in a while I will not have private internet access.
I miss you.
I didn't get to see them for long when they came in =[ I didn't get to teach him what I was supposed to.

And there's my depression for the month.
I'll probably be back later and talk about something random.


Posted by funneemonkee - February 26th, 2012


http://here-to-remind-you.tumblr.com/

Hey, check out my new tumblr page.
I'm trying to get it out there to try and help anyone who wants/needs it.
Give it a look and if you have a tumblr yourself maybe promo? I'd appreciate it ♥


Posted by funneemonkee - January 13th, 2012


But then I realized how rarely I get on here, and how rarely Anyone else I know does, and I'm pretty sure that no one ever even comes to my page anymore, so Just forget it. I'll figure it out eventually. I don't know that I'm even getting one now because all the people I've asked have either completely ignored me or demanded a rather exorbitant price for a drawing for a tattoo. So screw it.


Posted by funneemonkee - November 17th, 2011


You can spend so much time on a website and talk to all these people and become friends with them, and then there's that once fateful event that causes you inability to use that website for the purposes you did. And you lose contact with a lot of those friends. But, as yourself, they check the website, though infrequently, and where you have messaged them, they'll reply. I'm so fucking happy about that right now. I still wish chat hadn't died though.


Posted by funneemonkee - September 28th, 2011


This is a tad bit irritating.
I'm a brony. And proud of that.
But I'm getting so much shit from one guy because I don't care for Futurama.
I've not had cable or satellite or anything for about 10 years.
So I'm into older cartoons. Not the new stuff. (which upon telling this person, got me called a hipster)
Person then said "Uhm, internet. Duh"
To which I replied, "I've not seen anything or heard much about these new cartoons. So why should I have any desire to look them up on the internet? I have no real interest in them."
And It's been going on for about 10 minutes now.
Is it really that bad that I dislike Futurama? It gives me a headache. I find it rather pointless and stupid.
Like a lot of television shows today.
Thus I prefer things like Tom and Jerry, Looney Toons, Invader Zim, CatDog, the old Fairly Oddparents, Jimmy Neutron, etc etc.
You know, things from my gen.


Posted by funneemonkee - September 26th, 2011


It never occurred to me just how much I really think about cutting.
That is, not until I started drawing the butterflies.
I guess it's not exactly how it works, but everytime I consider cutting, I draw a butterfly on my wrist.
Within about 3 days, I had butterflies almost to my elbow..
I'm not really sure what to think.
I've never really been a cutter, but it's a bit scary realizing how much I consider it...


Posted by funneemonkee - September 1st, 2011


My perspective of the mirror is forever changed.

Last night, I had a dream.

In said dream, I could see myself standing in an empty room, talking to someone.
I couldn't see who. There was something obstructing my view of the whole room.
But I was berating whoever it was I was talking to.

My one-sided argument was something like this:
"How dare you speak to me that way! I'm not putting up with this anymore! You have no right to talk that way about me. I deserve more respect than this. I will not tolerate this condescending attitude ever again. Don't EVER say anything like that to me again!"

However, upon this last statement, my view was panned around so I could see whoever it was I was talking to...

And all there was in the room besides me... was a mirror.

I was angry with my own reflection. With myself.

I will never look at myself in the mirror the same way again.

I will never be able to look at a mirror the same way again.


Posted by funneemonkee - August 27th, 2011


I think I've proved to everyone that went with us last night that I am completely batshit crazy.
Myself, a group of five 8-14 year olds and 3 adults went to the race at Bristol Motor Speedway last night. The ride up, I had no trouble out of the 3 with me. They were 12, 13, and 14. The worst thing was driving the two boys in the back crazy with Katy Perry and then all three looking at me like "wtfuck?" at my mix cd.
So we get to the main drag in front of BMS, and we're trying to figure out where we're supposed to park, when I get the bright idea to roll down all the windows and yell "FOR PONY!!!" as loud as I can. The embarrassment of those poor kids was so high it made me laugh so hard.
We finally got parked, after me yelling about 15 more times, and we're eating the pizza I brought. We look up and those little stunt planes have banners behind them. On of them, I swear to god, said "Text BACON to 313131 for free bacon!" So I start yelling about bacon.
Brandy, one of the adults, was about to kill me by then.
SO I calm down, mostly, and we gather the little coolers and all, and head on the 30 minute hike to find our entrance and seats. We get to them, finally, and everyone settles in. They're doing all the announcing and stuff, and in between they play music. So I start dancing. like, in my seat. Nothing serious. When she puts the video up, I'll post the link to the video of me dancing to no music ><
The race starts, and we decide on who we're going to cheer for, and I decide to start screaming "FOR PONY" again. So every couple of laps, I would scream at our driver's car.
Brandy, the other female adult Kim, and I got up and went down under the grandstands, so they could smoke. My butt was numb and I wanted to move. And this one creepy drunk guy kept hitting on Brandy. Then there was this other creepy drunk guy who kept walking by and staring me down. I think he wanted me to follow him and talk to him.
So we walk arms linked (Brandy, Kim and I) back to our seats. I was in the middle and I made a joke about being the pimp. They laughed. Alot.
So, blah blah blah, 3/4 of the way through the race, the 8-yr-old, fricking falls asleep. At the damn race.
He had on a pair of noise cancelling headphones, but that's still really damn loud. Whatever I guess. He was cranky on the hour and a half hike back to the cars.
We head back, and the 4 of us in my car are hyper as hell. So I'm screaming about ponies, and whatever else I can think of, Tim, the 14-yr-old behind me, keeps talking about wanting me to change the music, the boy beside him, Joe, honestly falls asleep at one point, and Savannah laughs at just about everything I was saying because I was talking in a British accent.
We pull back into the gas station where Brandy's car was parked back home, and I make them watch Nyan Cat. As I was yelling it and pony, the group of teenagers at the gas station loitering on a friday night, stare at us like we're insane. And then we all leave and go home.
It was a good night.
I still can't talk.
FOR PONY.


Posted by funneemonkee - August 17th, 2011



Posted by funneemonkee - July 30th, 2011


It's the simple joys in life I suppose.
Curling up with a good book after a long day with some chill music in the background.
A nice hot cup of tea.
Driving with the windows down.
The Lake.
The simple things.
Good things.
They need to happen more often.