First post of the new year. I can’t believe I still remembered to come back to this ruddy old place. I’m surprised it hasn’t been hacked yet. Then again, this blog is probably not worth the effort. It needs an overhaul real badly, but whether I’ll ever muster the time and effort to do so, I have no idea.
Nevertheless, this seems like a good place to practise my writing. It would seem that I’m inclining towards writing fiction again, so doing blog posts would be a great way to flex my writing muscles.
I suppose I should start by saying how 2011 was for me. It was pretty normal to be frank, mostly spent in National Service doing my mandatory two years. I’m in the bomb disposal division, and 2011 was a great year for me as I in particular had not been activated a single time to respond to war relic finds around the Singapore island, unlike my other colleagues.
That was until September 2011, which proved to be a pivotal point in my life; I was brought into the brony herd. After nearly a year in existence, I finally came to know of this groundbreaking children’s series known as My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, and the accompanying Internet phenomenon that is the bronies, a legion of mostly male college student fans of the show who compose a good fraction of the netizen population. A friend of mine had posted a pony reaction video to my Facebook wall one day and, curious to know more, I stumbled onto Kyrospawn‘s Youtube page, which hosted a vast collection of similar ‘reaction videos’ comprising of snippets from each episode of the series, which could be exploited to express one’s personal reaction at something, especially in places like Facebook where Youtube video embedding is supported in comment posts. Like every other brony at the beginning, I was initially sceptical about a moral-of-the-week series featuring pastel-coloured ponies with names like Twilight Sparkle and Fluttershy, and found myself questioning my sanity as I watched the first two episodes of season 1, which appeared in every way to cater to the younger population in terms of script and story. But I gradually grew more and more attracted to these vibrant, adorable characters as I sat through each subsequent episode, until I finally said, “screw this, I’m a brony.” At that point of time season 2 was just beginning, and that re-ignited excitement of eagerly looking forward to a fresh episode every Saturday night, lost ever since I stopped watching cartoons on TV, helped foster the brony-ness inside of me. It didn’t hurt that a local TV channel happened to be airing season 1 too. Meanwhile, the fanart and fanfiction artfully crafted by the talented brony community was increasingly gaining more of my attention on the Internet. 17th September marks the date that I stopped hunting for Touhou and other anime fanart on sites like Danbooru, instead pursuing pony art on DeviantArt and Ponibooru, according to my Pictures folder.
I’ve pretty much stopped thinking about Japanese subculture by now, something I have always thought impossible. I haven’t dropped by dannychoo.com in ages, and despite going gaga over Fate/ Stay Night when it came out I couldn’t care less about the most recent Fate/ Zero. I haven’t watched a single episode from any anime for the longest time, the only exception being Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt (which I initially thought was a silly series) because of this video.
For some reason my Figma collection is still going strong. Figma Akemi Homura from Puella Magi Madoka Magica is the latest arrival in the Figma family here at home, although that can be attributed to the fact that I’ve pre-ordered her months ago way back before ponies. Figma Mami and Sayaka are on their way too. Maybe I’ll do a review and snap some pictures when I have the time. No promises.