June sixth. I just realized, I lost track of the days. I followed my entries again to catch up. It is now Sunday again, and this is one day I would allow myself to relax.
I shall do it. Raise this car. Raise this straw. Lift this bracelet.
I have been putting it to practice, and I think I have got it. Focus on it, think about it, Lift it. It's how it always works. Watch the object closely. Lift the object in question. Let it hover in midair. Wake up.
Up I get. My specs rest firmly on my chest, not that I ever needed them, they just look cool. No dog lady on my torso groping me, that's good. A scream. I knew it was too good to be true.
August third, fourth and fifth, a cool string of days in what I still call the town of angles. For no purpose do I continue to write these, if for no purpose other than my own sanity. My own state of mind has been partially eased. Fu-- I shall not use that word.
I have been considering pursuing a literary career beyond mere fanfics for years, and so I decided to launch a Patreon account to fund my dream and pursue it freely. If you want to see my very own intelectual property out there or just want to support me you are free to donate a small amount of money and/or share my account with other people.
Going over chapter 1 of my first story on here, before resubmitting it to the mercy of the moderators. i just need to make sure everything looks nice and clean. Im not used to formal writing, most the stuff me and a buddy did was in script form, so im a bit rusty , this will be a little second person thing, not out of a need of self insert but rather cuz i think starting off with a 2nd person story mkaes it easier to keep myself invested in the character. Here's a little teaser.
...For the rest of October. I am sorry to say that due to the issues my co-author is having right now, hunters is going to be on hiatus until at least the first or second week of November. Not only that but I'm also going to be moving fairly soon sorry my internet access would have been limited making reading the chapter all but impossible.
The twenty seventh has been a productive day. I'm not sure which thing was the greatest. I set my alarm clock for six AM. I want to make sure everybody is up and at 'em by dawn. So far, everyone has been very compliant. Only the other guy who was in the crosswalk (Will) showed any discontent with getting up early, but he did not object. I'm starting to get curious about this, (as if to imply I wasn't already) at the cause of this. But first things first, assume the worst and prepare for
* Date of Birth: April 8, 1999
* Current Residence: Boston/Massachusets/USA
* Current Occupation: College Student (Senior)
* Gender: I AM A MAN!
* Hobbies: Swimming, jogging, reading, writing, traveling, playing tennis and video games, watching movies and TV shows
Okay, so, update on my current situation.
My dysphoria has returned, I got sick today, I've been stressed about school, I've been having a massive lack of sleep, and I'm just overall not doing too good rn.
First off: I'm not hospitalized, and I'm not asking for money. Just miserable.
This has not been a good month. I can get a weird sort of reverse seasonal depression, where my mood will tank in the summer and get better as I head toward fall and winter, but if it were just that, well... I'm a writer. I'd just spill it all across the page, maybe write several bits of flash fiction for the occasion as I work some of the bad feelings out. I can function through that.
* Real Name: Selim Umit
* Date of Birth: April 8, 1999
* Place of Residence: Boston/Massachusets/USA
* Hobbies: Swimming, playing tennis, jogging, reading, writing, watching movies, traveling, playing videogames, karaoke
* Favorite Franchises: My Little Pony, Transformers, Marvel, DC, Star Wars, Harry Potter, Assassin's Creed, Mortal Kombat
* Favorite MLP Character: Sunset Shimmer
* Favorite MLP Ship: SunPie
* Favorite MLP Episode: It’s About Time
Except not really.
Sorry that my update took a while. There were a lot of personal experiences that got in the way. I'll mention those last.
I had a chance to meet so many lovely and interesting people. I know I'm going to forget a few, but I'll try.
This morning of June tenth, Thursday was the most unpleasant yet, where Sweet and I are concerned. Something strange had happened. Two things actually. She woke up well before I did, and apparently heard nature's call. I'd have a bad surprise when I came outside to the pit.
As you can tell when I'm on this site:
I'm liiiiiiiiiike Pinkie Pie! Crazy, energetic, and hyper.
Same at home with family. l say random things and get all my extra energy out.
At school, things are different. I'm like Big Mac. I'm an athlete who is quiet and mysterious, hard to believe, I know? I mean most of the people think I'm a girl on this site. But, oh, if you met me at school, you'll be kinda shocked.
What about you guys?
I came down for the beetle's participation in this farce. We were going to have him act like he was having a spasm. It was the eleventh of June, and our joke, a prank to fake his death was a brilliant one. Considering what we would later know, it might not have been a good idea.
Twenty six of May. The power is still on. The water is still running. The phone lines and Internet still work. But I know that unless the entire crew of electricians and linemen and everyone else who runs them are still here, they won't last forever. I am still at home, and I found no trace of my family or nearest neighbors. I hope they will turn up while I'm still here. The first full day since everybody disappeared entirely without explanation.
May thirty first, Monday. Now it has been seven days, and the air is clear. It's never been this clear where I live, always laden with pollution. The only times it's been like this I can remember is when I went to the mountains, the desert, or the plains.
It's funny having the same birthday as Friendship is Magic. Everyone's excited, just not for me. 
It's especially funny to turn thirty. In the "mad, nervous laughter that speaks of fraying sanity and draining adrenaline as you hide from the monster" sense. Still, my family assures me that the thirties are almost always better than the twenties, so we'll see if that's the case.
Here's to the show and myself, however much longer we last. 
Brrrriiiiing. Click. Five Am. It is now the fourteenth of June. God. I feel very uneasy. Just yesterday, I established our host alive and well. Strike the well. Now today, I just might be forking over my very life to fix a mistake that is currently costing him. Damn. The last thing we said to each other casually was in an attempt to get on good terms with each other. I guess that's not happening now. Pity.
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