Happy Birthday, dA Account!

So, yeah. It's been a year since I've signed up on here, and to celebrate, I have uploaded this infographic. Fangz, er, thanks, for an awesome year, lotsaluv, and... AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YEAH!

Oh, and let's have a little throwback as well.

It's been over a year since I trolled as Monica, the creepy Bieber fangirl who wrote what must have been, what some say, the greatest Spongebob Squarepants trollfic ever, the preppy answer to the ever-legendary Harry Potter fanfic, My Immortal.

By the way, with the new rules governing what stuff we could post on fanfiction.net, I might someday repost my fics here, too. And also, I will write a parody fic after I'm finished with Plankton's Eye View, or the unabridged version of One Less Lonely Gurl, with corrected grammar and spelling, and no rude author's notes.

Looking back at that, I have to say that in my stay here on dA, I have learned a lot of stuff, made many new friends, and matured as well, both as Monica and as James (myself). My stay here has also given rise to Jïmblöød Røtringpën (hornz to ChristineAnne25 for the name!), another one of my alter-egos, and is the persona I go by when I write My Metal, the parody fic I had promised to write in the above quote. The only differences would be that I decided to write the parody fic BEFORE I even get to finish Plankton's Eye View, and that I also pushed through with the One Less Lonely Gurl remake. I can assure all of you on here though that I WILL finish Plankton's Eye View and, in general, update my FFN profile and stuff in there. (It's just that I go on here more often now.)

My year here has seen a lot of changes in Monica's persona. It was just a year ago when Monica was this creepy Bieber fangirl who would go out of her way to bash other people's musical tastes, especially if they don't adhere to what is mainstream. Here is a snippet of who she was. This was the original text on my FFN profile before I confessed to being a troll.

Hi, I'm Monica. I'm 14 years old, and as you can see, I am, like, SO TOTALLY in love with JUSTIN BIEBER!!!!!! Ahh!

I'm a Belieber and I love all things bright and beautiful. I hate rock music, especially Green Day and Avenged Sevenfold. Yeah, those gay fags. As a matter of fact, Rebecca Black makes better music than any rock musician (er, noisemaker) ever spawned. Goths, emos, metalheads, scene kids, and punks creep me out, although my love of all things Edward Cullen also changed that a little bit. I love the fact that Edward Cullen sparkles in the sun like a thousand diamonds embedded on his skin.

I'm five foot eight and always taller than Billie Joe Armstrong, the least talented 'singer/guitarist' in the universe, but the weird thing is that I've always had a thing for shorter guys, considering the fact that Justin Bieber is 5'5. I love the color pink (especially Baby pink, because it is light, bright, and has a Justin Bieber song in the name!) and hate the color black most of the time. I also hate wearing heels. Being so tall is a fucking curse.

I think Italian food is disgusting. I prefer Chinese food. I'm lactose-intolerant, and cheese reeks. I also love soda, especially Pepsi. My favorite chips are barbeque-flavored Pringles.

I read romance novels a lot also (Twilight! Edward and JACOB are so hot!), and I think that the most boring, insipid book ever written is The Catcher in the Rye, not to mention that it is also Billie Joe's favorite book. He has horrible taste.

In other words, I am a bona fide prep. So how do Tara Gilesbie and I share genomes, huh? We're pretty much polar opposites, except for the Twi-love part.

But now, she is already a newly-converted death metal fan and is, on the side, a Zacky Vengeance fangirl. Although it still says on the FFN profile that she still doesn't like rock music, that is already starting to change as well, though gradually. Yes, she has a thing for lefty guitarists and men a few inches shorter than her. (She's 5'10.) It turns out, after all, that she is still a freak in her own way, and she likes it that way. She has learned to embrace being a freak. (Note that I DO know that Avenged Sevenfold is not death metal, mind you. Death metal would be Morbid Angel, Deicide, Cannibal Corpse.) According to you, my readers, she has also grown up. Thank you for that. She, as a persona, deserves a second chance.

I have gone a long way since I was the bratty little guy (post-Monica) who looks like a 14-year-old scene kid who would bash on preps myself and lord my musical taste over all of them. I have killed Monica's persona during that fateful day of April 26, 2012 (for a guy, I am VERY good at remembering anniversaries) when I have finally decided to come clean and reveal that I really am a guy named James, who is studying about the limits of human stupidity. While I am still a short man of 4'10" who often gets mistaken for a 14-year-old scene kid because of the black fringe of hair that conceals my eye, I am no longer that guy who would bash Monica for her stupidity that she does not actually possess, but rather, a man who sees the potential of anyone to change and be a better person. This is what made me decide to bring Monica back to life again. I have learned to make it a lifestyle to see what is good in everyone.

I, as James, have also seen the gradual integration of harder forms of metal into my playlist. I discovered more bands to like from the friends I have made here on dA. In all honesty, I was raised with mainstream pop by both parents, and I always thought there was something a bit off about those songs. I just knew that there is something more than what is being fed to our ears by the radio. I developed my musical tastes from pop punk, to metalcore (yes, elitists, shoot me now), to metal that is more well-known (Metallica, Slayer, Megadeth, Anthrax), to stuff that is less familiar to the mainstream ear (Scaphism). And with that, my journey still continues, not only in getting to discover my musical preferences, but also in getting to discover who I really am as a man, and who Monica really is as an alter-ego that has become a part of me, no longer as a flat facade that I used to piss as many people off as I could.

Furthermore, my 365 days of being a deviant have also seen the rises and falls of the different trolls that have tried to plague us with their absurd propaganda, ranging from male supremacy, southern supremacy, Christian supremacy, Twilight supremacy, prep supremacy, emo supremacy, and goth supremacy. (Game: Name all of the trolls I was talking about, in the order I mentioned them. Hint: I am not the one I am talking about with prep supremacy, although I did promote it as a false propaganda before.) These days, they have weakened and lay low. They might still be out there, but no longer out there to bother us. We just laugh at them, and perhaps, with them as well. Things have been quiet lately. You, my friends, and I, have subdued them all and silenced them as well. And come to think about it, I was one of them. I was one of the trolls you have laid to rest. While I still am a troll sometimes, I do it for laughs now. There's going to be one less lonely troll for every time I am with all of you guys on here.

For this new year, I am looking forward to finishing My Metal, writing the next chapters of Alone, starting Image, finishing Plankton's Eye View, updating One Less Lonely Gurl, drawing more Mary Sue fan art, having new watchers and friends, discovering more bands, and of course, the other stuff I never even thought of doing but will do anyway.

Fangz, and you all rock! Here's to another very awesome and fun year as a deviant!