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Answer the questions that the post asked and come up with 11 new ones.

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My deviantART username is CheeseCrixPie (don’t ask) and one of my friends likes to call me ‘moonpie’ sometimes. I’m honestly fed up of CheeseCrixPie, so when I was making a tumblr, I thought to myself that it should be similar, for recognition’s sake, but not exactly the same thing.

So in my mind, CheeseCrixPie > CheeseCrixMoonpie > ccmoonpie

As for CheeseCrixPie…

I was in a rush (being impatient) and those were the first three words to come to mind. You can see how poignant my thoughts are ಠ____ಠ

By the way, Crix is a brand of an extremely versatile biscuit. It’s brilliant and no one is allowed to dislike it or speak ill of it. It is considered treason in my country and criminals are dealt with swiftly and cruelly.

EDIT: Fun fact, I wanted the url to just be moonpie.tumblr.com but someone has hoarded that URL and that is how I was scarred for the rest of my tumblr life and I frown upon URL hoarders who have no ask box or anything so you can’t even ask for it it ruined my life ok

/ONLY 11?/ makes me think of the spongebob where patrick and him end up all high after 8pm

You obv don’t know me that well

Under normal circumstances (meaning school) I go to sleep at 8

EIGHT.

This is where my friends chime in “awww da widdle baby has to go it’s her bedtimeee aawwwww”

SCREW YOU GUYS I’M GETTING NINE HOURS OF SLEEP ON A SCHOOL NIGHT

SO because of this (and I’ve been doing this since I can remember) I am wired to believe that 8 is time for bed, and later than 10 is suicide

But recently I’ve been staying up later and later and every time I check the time I feel guilty but this is one of those #YOLO moments but my sleep schedule is out of whack at the moment I’M TRYING OKAY I AM TRYING

THE MORE YOU KNOW

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Ten things about me:

1. I like Pooh Bear a lot.
2. I like singing alone in the house. Although whenever I think that the neighbours can hear me I shut up for the rest of the day.
3. I probably will never consider myself sexy because I cannot do the Ma Boy body wave properly. xD
4. I often forget Zelo is younger than me.
5. In an exam situation, people don’t get me nervous. I get myself nervous.
6. Six is my favourite number. I don’t know why, it just always has been.
7. Ugh I had two thoughts at once during the Zelo one and I forgot what I was going to say. This is why I always need to physically write things down or set reminders on my phone for important things. I cannot rely on my memory at all.
8. My favourite Pokemon are Luxray and Blaziken. Go look them up.
9. Even though I don’t read fan fiction often, I have many, many pet peeves, some of which are: bad grammar/spelling, teacher/student relationships, self-insert and Mary Sues.
10. I don’t understand why some Americans are so insistent on using the term “Happy holidays” vs “Merry Christmas”. It seems really hypersensitive. If I can live in a country with Hindus, Muslims, Catholics, Presbyterians, atheists, Spiritual Baptists and mixes of both and we can all tell each other “Merry Christmas” then I don’t see why you guys can’t do it also. Please don’t take this one as hate-against-America or anything. I’m just genuinely confused.

Ten things

1. My favourite superhero is Batman, hands down. He’s smart, analytical, and doesn’t lose his cool under pressure. He’s dark and badass and just so fantastic. Not to mention he has no superpowers. Extra points right there.
2. I have a 7 year old little sister whom, as much as I would like to throw her out of a window sometimes, I love very, very much. Although I’m not sure she knows it, because too often she does things that make me want to throw her out of a window.
3. I care for my friends more than I care for a large percentage of my family. I know that probably sounds cold, but my friends have been there for me and accepted me way more than most of my family has.
4. When I’m angry or upset, my left eyebrow goes up a little. I noticed this when I was upset the other day and I was telling myself to calm down and try to look peaceful, and my left eyebrow relaxed.
5. I like to draw occasionally and write stories, but I can hardly call myself an artist or a writer. In the same way, I’ve been in a play and I used to dance in a dance company, but I can’t call myself a performer. I’m not.
6. Living ‘in the bush’ for about 2 years now has caused me to be able to tolerate spiders, lizards, moths and those little brown things that I see around the house on occasion. But I cannot, for the life of me, tolerate cockroaches. Just no. Do not show me a cockroach, do not hold a dead one to my face, do not even tell me where a cockroach used to be. I despise them. Oh, I also can’t take snails. Not at close range. Looking at you, Xala. You fiend. Karma is a bitch, and it will get you.
7. Abs don’t make someone more appealing to me. You’re fit. Great. I wish I had your dedication. I guess I think having abs is admirable, rather than something that makes a guy attractive. Unless they’re one of those egotistic cocky idiots who forever take pictures of themselves shirtless. Then it’s like “I DON’T GIVE A DAMN.”
8. On that note, my mind is usually a pig sty garbage dump when it comes to words. But that’s my mind. I try not to curse out loud. It slips sometimes, though. And when I’m home alone I curse. I’m not very proud of it ^^;
9. The part of me that wants to be famous is partially because I want to have people make gifs of me and I want a whole fyeah blog xD I know, it’s really silly, but I’d love to see what the gifs would mostly be of. Derp faces, probably. Or captioned ones with horrible puns.
10. Um… I really don’t know what to put here. I have always thought that Max from Wizards of Waverly Place was attractive and since he hit puberty, I think he is even more wonderful. Um… My favourite colour is purple and it has been purple ever since I can remember. It’s not because of Hoya, I swear.

Now you know some things about me

… AND YET YOU STILL KNOW SO LITTLE ABOUT ME