Blaze's Diary

by Blaze_A_Inferno

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Slice of Life
Length: 651

This book contains many entries from a young teenage mare who just wants to be herself, letting the world flow around her.

Blaze Inferno is an 18-year-old mare who lives her day-to-day life like any other pony. Being easily bored, she feels compelled to write an account of her days to fill her boredom. The first chapter is short but the others will be long. (That is if they are ever released…)

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-28 08:15:17 UTC

The First 5 Days

THIS DIARY IS THE PROPERTY OF : Blaze A. Inferno

RETURN TO IF LOST : 4331 S. Tulip Blvd.

Introduction - January 22nd, 2011 - 5: 26 P.M.

First things first: I don't like to refer to this as a diary, more like an account of each day. Second, this was meant for the sole purpose of filling up my spare time. My name is Blaze, Blaze Inferno. I'm just your everyday mare who likes to read, take walks, and sleep. My fur coat is a casual dark crimson, my mane a bright red and yellow. I don't usually brush my hair like other girly girls, so it gets messy often. I do brush it, but when I do, I look kinda like that rainbow mare, except my hair is more straight. Starting tomorrow until 2 months or something, this diary shall hold an account of every day until then.

Day 1 - January 23rd, 2011 - 11:33 P.M.

My day was the same as any other. Wake up, eat breakfast, take a walk, do chores, write in this piece of leatherbound bulls**t that I've decided to take up as a hobby, eat lunch, do more chores, sit on the couch, take another walk, eat dinner, and then go to sleep. I live by myself in Fillydelphia. During this season, I like to go out and fly up to a nice and plump white cloud, lay my head down and let the cloud drift along the breeze. That's my personality, going with the flow, never questioning or opposing anything. It's late at night, I'd better close this book and get some shut-eye...

Day 2 - January 24th, 2011 - 8:14 A.M.

Ugh, snow. The snow is about 5 inches deep in this part of Fillydelphia. Trudging around and occasionally getting your hoof stuck can really pull the wind right out of ya. Coming in to a mug of hot chocolate and a blanket can't be better on a frosty day like this one. I thought I'd stop to write an entry too. I'm planning to stay on this diary for about..uh.. probably a month or two. Truthfully, I don't think this thing will be able to sustain my boredom that long...

Day 3 - January 25th, 2011 - 4:46 P.M.

*scribbles are seen on this entry of the diary, there are deep eraser marks and a corner is torn* I caught the cold today... I feel as sick as a diamond dog stuffed full of viruses... Even picking up a quill is hard for me, goddam*it... Enough about my personal problems, being a wimp would get me nowhere. I heard there's going to be some type of competition in two days..."Iron Pony" or something... I just think it's a way ponies can flaunt and show off their athletic skills..

Day 4 - January 26th, 2011 - 5:09 A.M.

Early in the morning is the best time to wake up, by my opinion. The sun's only just peeking up, and the air is frosty and full of snowflakes. A lot of ponies say I'd seem more rather accustomed to hot weather. Nah, I'd rather live my days wearing a scarf and standing outside with the wind against my face. I don't really have much else to say, except that I like peace and quiet, and soothing orchestral music. It's just how I am.

Day 5 - January 27th, 2011 - 2:25 P.M.

Today is the day that the Iron Pony competition is taking place. I would join, but my legs aren't really awake in the afternoon. I sat on a cloud and watched them run, though. I'd have to say, I'm quite impressed with the orange-y colored pony and the rainbow one. After that, I just put my head onto the soft texture of the cloud and let my thoughts scatter as I drifted into the dreamworld.