Hello Maplers. I’m sure an introduction is unnecessary here, but just in case, for those of you that don’t know me… I am Fabian, formerly known as Max, formerly known as Veggie, formerly known as yoyoma. Fabian is my new name. This is to stop the confusion between Me and the other ‘Max’ on Scania, that seems to cause so much trouble and get everyone really ticked off.

I have a warped mind and slightly less sanity than Anni or MC Cheezeh. My taste in food is very similar…

Anypoo, I went off topic already!

Well, then again, there isn’t much of a topic anyway, hence the name ‘Random Blog’

*Opening Theme Song Plays*

We fly low
No joke
We broke and…
HOMELESSSSS

That is a sneak preview of my next song spoof, which should suck, as you can see. Mainly because of the choice in song. But my theory is that the only way to find a song that everyone knows is to find a song that everyone hates!

Speaking of hating songs… Fergie… Why can’t she make real songs?!? Yes Ferg, we all know you can spell…

G-l-a-m-o-r-o-u-s…
D-e-l-i-c-i-o-u-s…
I-d-i-o-c-y…

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Me: HEY GUY! I’M HAPPY, ARE YOU HAPPY?
Stranger: uh…
Me: Come on! Don’t be shy! *f2*
Stranger: I guess so…
Me: Thats great! Doesn’t it feel good to be happy?
Stranger: yeah, it kinda does *f2*
Me: Good! I’m glad you’re happy! You have a great day! *Still f2ing*
Stranger: You too! =D

June 4th

Hmm… if I can convert one to the light side, I can convert them all. He gave in so easily. Soon they will all by mindless happy zombies… Like Play-do in my hand… Like clay at my fingertips… Like Campbells in my soup. It is perfect. Soon the world will be under my control…

*Note to self… Need to buy more milk

Me: Hey You guys! How are you doing? I’m HAPPY! How about you?
Them: Freak…
Me: Hey now, don’t be down! Turn that frown upside down!
Them: I never knew F2 could be so creepy.

June 7th

Hmm… I’ll have to try a little harder to convert these two. Is it possible they are wise to my ways? I’ll come back later, maybe if I just catch them in a good mood I can pull it off

*Note to self… Still need to buy Milk

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Hmm, how should I make this Maple Related? I ain’t the type to just add a comment or two to make it acceptable, so I’ll tell you the story… The story that no one needs to here… It is the story…

Of how I became a Mapler.

7th Grade. It was a relatively cold day. My friend Dylan came rushing out of his car and ran over to me. He started to talk unusually quickly about this game he found out about, runescape. I was too focused on the fact that I hadn’t finished my Math homework… and it was due 1st period. Dylan looked at me with a somewhat confused expression on his face. To tell the truth, I hadn’t looked at him since he started talking…

‘Max, what’s wrong?’

I was about to answer, when I noticed that Dylan had a milk mustache. I looked down at the ground, trying to hold back my laughter. I didn’t have the heart to make him feel embarrassed.

I was the kind of person that wouldn’t say a thing to hurt your feelings. Emphasis on the word was.

‘Nothing. I just… I have to go…’

The bell rang.

I was half-way across the school grounds; I would never make it to math in time. Neither would Dylan. But it was worse for him… He already had a record of being late, and he was the slowest runner in the class. Even with 20 pounds of books stuffed in my bag, I would still out-run him. I felt really sorry for him…

‘Dylan, you’ll be late if you don’t run. Keep your head up, don’t swing your arms anywhere but forward and never look back’

He nodded in agreement and gave me his bag. It hardly made a difference… he still ran like a ‘drunken walrus’ as my friends would describe it. I lugged 40 pounds of books up the stairs, being extra careful not to miss a step and fall. When I got to what I thought was the top of the stairs, I…

Oh god, I did it again. It’ll be forever until we get to the part we’ve been waiting for. Long story short, I tripped on the stairs, broke my foot, Dylan wrote MapleStory on my cast and I found it on google.

well that was hardly maple related… Ah well, the ‘Happy’ conversations were real, so There’s your relation.

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I would tell you about my Maple day here, but because of a certain person *coughALIYAHALIYAHALIYAHALIYAHALIYAHcough*

I am still stuck in Ludi after a moth. It isn’t that I don’t have the money to go back, but… I just don’t have the patience. NX cash for teleport rocks… BAH HUMINSECT

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In conclusion, here’s some advice…

Never drink flat root beer.
Never try to jump off your roof
Never eat Lunchables without first consulting a doctor

And if your math teacher says “Think of a number and call it a letter, ie, 3 = x”, just tell her to truck off, because instead of making complicated equations of figuring out that x is 3, the person that said x was 3 could just tell you, or simply say, 3! Why do we need x? x + 4 = 5

WHY NOT JUST SAY ONE?
IF YOU KNOW IT’S ONE, WHY TEASE US AND MAKE FUN OF US WHEN WE’RE WRONG?

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Yes, I am very much angry because my Nano was missing for the whole day, then 8 hours later, I found it in my pocket.

Happy Mapling!
~Fabian