Drawing a Blank: An Amnesiac's Journal.

March 5th: Pancakes are good.

I guess sleeping in isn't allowed in Twilight's home, even though I almost died yesterday, but whatever. It's fine. I'm not even mad. I am extremely mad.

So today was weird. After being rudely awakened by the purple princess, a nickname she hates for the record, I was taken downstairs to be fed. And to my surprise and Twilight's we found that Pinkie Pie pony from yesterday making pancakes. Pancakes! Darn good ones if I might add. I don't know if I have ever had pancakes before today, but I think I've found my new favorite breakfast food. Though if I'm going to be honest, I couldn't help but feel like there was some ulterior motive to this act of kindness. She just kept on asking me a bunch of random questions.

"What party games do you like?"

"Do you prefer chocolate or strawberry cake?"

"What's your favorite balloon color?"

From what I could tell she was planning some kind of party. And then she straight up told me she was planning a party to welcome me to the town of Ponyville. And I wish I was making that name up. That's like if I came from a town called Humanburgh. I really wish I'm not from a town called Humanburgh.

So after eating more then my fair share of those pancakes, the pink pony left to go plan her party. That's something to look forward to in a few days or so. So anyway, let's talk about unicorns for a second. Apparently they can teleport. I learned this the hard way when that Starlight pony just popped up out of thin air and nearly gave me a heart attack. She said she found a spell that could help me get my memory back. So we went up to go try it.

The last thing I remember was a searing, sharp pain all through out my body. The next thing I know I'm on the floor, in an entirely different room, unable to catch my breath. I was covered in sweat, and I was exhausted. And not like the "I just worked all day and now I want a nap" exhausted, I'm talking more like "I just ran sixty miles after studying for six tests" exhausted. So I did the only logical thing: I took a nap, right then and there.

I don't know how long it was until I woke up, but apparently whatever had spell did to me had also tired out Twilight somehow, because when I woke up she was also asleep on the floor. Now if this sounds really creepy, I'm sorry. But she is just so ADORABLE when she's asleep. Her ears just twitching around every now and then, and the little mumbles she makes. SO CUTE. If they made toys of this pony, I'd by twelve.

And then she started to wake up, so I quickly made it look like I was still sleeping so she wouldn't catch me watching her sleep. And now that I'm actually writing this down, it sounds WAY creepier then it was. But I think she fell for my clever ruse, as after I heard her getting up, I heard what could only be described as her going "daww" before gently trying to wake me. Acting tired and groggy wasn't to hard. Mostly because I still was.

Just after that she got a reply from that Princess friend of hers. I don't know what it said, but it seemed to upset her a bit. I asked her what was wrong, and she said that it might take awhile to figure out anything about me. She seemed pretty upset about that. So I did what any rational person would do: I tried to make her feel better. I told her that I didn't mind waiting, that it was what it was. And while it seemed to help her feel more at ease, it got me thinking.

What if we can't find my memories? What if we can't find out where I came from? What would I do then? I hadn't really taken the time to think about it before, but it's pretty scary not knowing anything about yourself. Especially when you're the only human, apparently, in a land of ponies. Now that I'm writing this all out, I don't think I've ever felt so alone before.

I'm going to go to bed now. I don't need to be thinking like this.