Introduction

Hey guys, I know it's been WAY too long since I've been active on PMC, and I apologize for that.
I've had an extremely busy summer filled with all sorts of things, but for the sake of this being a valid blog, I will include a Minecraft story as well.

What I've Been Doing

I have been doing a whole lot this summer, and have not had too much time to blog on PMC.
Sorry for that, and now on with the story.
Well, before the REAL story, I'll just explain my summer.
I just had birthday.
Well....it's actually tomorrow but I celebrated this weekend.
I turned the small 1-4. Nothing super special, but, I'm glad I've lived another year.
Welllllll, I know you don't want to hear a thing about my birthday so:
Here's what went down.
I did almost nothing, the term "celebrate" is used very lightly in this blog.
But I did receive some pree-zents.
I was gifted some money from my grandparents and parents, along with a few t-shirts.
That was about it.
Except, my older brother gave me his old laptop.

Well that escalated quickly.

I am typing on it as we speak/blog/read.

Anyway time for stories!

Teh Story

So I was playing good ol' Minecraft. (Like always)
On a server, I bet ya can't guess which one. (Sarcasm)
Anyway, I'm just derping around, and some of my friends ask me to get on team speak.
So I hop on and I'm all like: "Wazzzzzzzaaaapppp?!?!?!!?!?!?"
And they're all like: "Come to PvP"
Okkkkkey, so I went, and one of my friends is a moderator, so he is flying above us in creative.
He's all like: "HAF DAH SNOWBALLZ FIGHT NAO"
So we start firing hither dither with snowballs, it was all fun.
But then, something tragic happened.
He flew up 100 or so blocks into the sky, and started dropping splash potion of harming from the sky like the Luftwaffe in 1946.
I WAS SPRINTING AND JUMPING LIKE NO ONE COULD EVER DREAM.
The chaos was everywhere!
Women and children fleeing their houses!
Men and boys shooting in the sky with all the firepower possible!
But no one could stop...
...the evil....
....the terrible....
.....the unthinkable....
Herotler!
He was ruthless and cruel, he would never stop!
I beckoned to my trusty steed, Vinny Del Negro, and we galloped off in fear.
My friends, who were running and jumping for their lives, were fatefully taken by the dreadful weaponry.
Me and Vinny got away safely, but not unscathed.
To this day I will not forget the event, the event of the terrible bombing.
R.I.P. to those who lost their lives or loved ones and M-Day.

Closing

Well, that is what I came up with. I hope it wasn't too bad? oh well.
Anyway, I'm back, and hopefully I will blogging none stop!
That is my very fabricated story, and newest blog!
I'm so thankfully for every one who supports my blogs.
Without you I wouldn't be here! Gracias!
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