On Boxxy and the Internet

So I'm back. I think. Now, I'm a computer freak. No, not a technology freak. A computer freak. More internet than anything else. More specifically, 4chan. I don't suggest you go there; seeing how most of it is NSFW, but the controversy is amazing. One thing was brought to my attention: a YouTuber who goes by the name "Boxxy". I swear to God I love her. No, not "like" love. But, out of respect. Cause to probably everyone reading this she might look like some psycho with ADHD; but in reality she's one of the greatest trolls ever. Kudos to you, Boxxy. Especially the Gaia and the WuChan crap. Hilarious shit. I'd be the only only who'd get it though; and all those other 30 year olds living in their mom's basement. Not saying I am. But I am officially a Boxxy fan. I don't actually think I've been a fan of anything except anime before. So that's an extra plus for you Boxxy; as anon(ymous) as you are.
Anyway, back to 4chan. In /b/ (don't even look this up), there was some debate about Boxxy. And half the 4chan anons were defending her; while the other half seemed to want to kill her. Anyway, the haters managed to hack her YouTube account and actually crash YouTube for a couple of hours. Seriously, scary shit. Biggest thing on the Internet; ever. And don't go "awwz, i wuz on facebuk, and i no see anythign". Cause that's not the real Internet. You haven't actually been on the Internet unless you've been to a certain imageboard. (COUGH, NSFW).

Anyway, here's Boxxy.




http://boxxystory.blogspot.com/ <--Much better description on the "Boxxy" phenomenon.

On Blogs

Guess what I HAVEN'T been doing? Damn right, blog hiatus.

Here's a little LOLcat for you. Even though it's not Caturday.

On the Bigger Picture and Store Locations.

I've realized that I only make blogs every time I just need to vent something or get something out. This'll satisfy me for about a week. First off, I'd like to apologize to Chris for making his day absolutely miserable. Although, that's what you get for being happy, you fucker :D. I'd also like to point out that I'm sad cause SOMEONE didn't accept my gift of Hot Cheetos. Now I'd like to point out that if you're reading this, I'd really rather you mind your own business. See that? Writer-reader interaction. I'm doing it cause I'm so damn good at writing.
Oh look at that, paragraph 2. Don't you guys wish you were as good a writer as me? More writer-reader interaction. And by reader, I mean the four people who are going to click the link in my profile. Assumtions do not, in fact, make me an ass. I'm an ass, because it's my job to be one. How ass-ish of me to say that. See what I mean?
Hah; paragraph 3. I'm so good at this. I'm a greedy person. "Bawwwwwwww; QQ; Crymoar; How degrading of yourself; lern2selfesteem; whatever". I'm an ass because I'm greedy. Take today; for example. Oh hah, no example. I'm not including any private shit in here.
So I'm went to my orthodontist's (ooh, big word) after school and he told me I'm getting my braces off next month. So I'm like, "FUCK YEAH, LET'S GO TO IN-N-OUT TO CELEBRATE". And the drive-thru and inside lines were absolutely tremendous. You couldn't even get into the parking lot because of all the cars waiting in line. So we went to the Taco Bell right next to it, and it was empty. Absolutely. Empty. I almost felt bad, cause the drive-thru guy kept looking over at the In-N-Out line. So I ordered like a 9 dollar meal just to make them feel better. Except that burrito gave me gas; so fuck you Taco Bell.