Drawing a Blank: An Amnesiac's Journal.

March 6th: A Party.

So sleeping in is still forbidden in this accursed place. That's a thing I'm going to have to get used to. But if the Purple Princess thinks she can make me an early bird that easy, then I'm going to give her the fight of her life.

But we did get to eat breakfast together, and that was pretty nice. Though Starlight and Spike kept making a lot of monkey jokes at my expense, and nobody would tell me why they were funny! It was really annoying. Thankfully it didn't last long as Rarity came in.

Now when she said she would make me some clothes, I was expecting maybe a shirt or two, a pair of pants, and some socks and underpants like I asked for. What did she actually do? She basically made me an entire wardrobe. In TWO DAYS. So now I have enough clothes for every day of the week, twice over, before I even need to worry about doing my laundry. Oh poop I forgot to ask her how I should wash these. Also where to wash these. I'll have to do that the next time I see her.

Back to today. So after getting my new clothes, and avoiding having to try and explain underwear again (I'll have to remember to do something really nice for Rarity for that), I went to go try them on. And thankfully they all fit perfectly (they better have after that session of "getting my measurements") . Now, she told me that a lot of them weren't very flashy, but they were certainly colorful. Various shades of red blue and green, among other colors, were all accounted for. None of them were necessarily gaudy, per say, just bright. Some of them even had some nice designs on them. But eventually I found a nice dark blue shirt with some grey pants. I like to think I look better in darker colors.

And then, everything started EXPLODING downstairs. I was later told that those blasts were caused by something called "Party Cannons," which only raised further questions but whatever. These ponies are freaking crazy, I should just learn that their definition of "normal" is WAY different then mine. But anyway, as I was running to try and see what was happening, I ran into Twilight and Spike. Literally.

Remember that party that Pinkie Pie was apparently planning for me? The one I was expecting to be in a few days or whatever? Yeah, turns out it was TODAY. And while that was a bit surprising, it wasn't anything I was to worried about. It was just a party, what could go wrong? And then Spike made some comment about me knowing a lot despite my current memory condition. I don't remember exactly what he said, and that got me thinking again. The same thoughts I had yesterday were coming back again. And I couldn't push them back this time. They just kept coming, I was thinking in circles and I couldn't stop. I felt like I was about to start crying right there in the middle of the hallway. And then Twilight stepped in. She tried to see if I was okay.

I tried to make it look like I was. There was a party today, the both of us didn't need to be moping about the whole time. So I tried to press forward, but she saw right through me. She wouldn't let me go until I told her the truth. So I did. I told her I was scared, that I was worried that my memory might not come back. And then she threw my words from yesterday right back in my face.

I don't know how she did it, but somehow that short talk helped. Something about the way she looked at me, there was something in her eyes that felt more real? I don't know. But something about the way she looked at me made me feel at ease. Journal, do you remember my first entry in you? Well, I hope you do because those pages are still there. But I had wondered if Twilight's helping me was part of her duty as the Princess of Friendship. I mean, it made sense after all. At least to me. But the way she looked at me today was more sincere. And now I feel bad about making that assumption.

She wasn't being nice to me because of her job or duty or whatever. She's been doing this out of the kindness of her own heart. Heck, that's probably how she became the Princess of Friendship! Am I a bad person for assuming she was only helping me because of her job?

Anyway, I should get back to today's recap before I become a mopey mess. Well, MORE of a mopey mess. So after my little mental breakdown we went down to the party. Twilight gave a quick speech to the guests before she let me come down, she was trying to prematurely tame the reactions, and I think it worked. Kind of.

As soon as I started going down the stairs, all eyes were on me. To say it was a bit intimidating would be an understatement. I've seen that look in their eyes before. Some of Twilight's friends gave me the same look when they first met me, and I'm pretty sure I gave a similar one to Twilight when we first met. They didn't know what to make of me. They were scared of me. So I did the only thing I could: I tried to make myself look as friendly as possible with my own little speech before actually going down to the party floor. Twilight told me that they would lighten up after awhile, and at first I didn't believe her.

But man, when she's right, she's RIGHT. It took a bit of time, and some help from Twilight and the others to help me break the ice, and the townspeople started opening up a bit. It was a great time. I didn't have time to get on a name-to-name basis with everyone there, but I was able to meet a few of them. In particular, I met Applejack's family (turns out I also had the right spelling for her name), and they're all really nice. Pony kids are so small and cute, especially when they have big ribbons in their hair that are almost as big as their entire head. I also met the Cake Family, who Pinkie Pie works for. And there were some others who were nice, but again, I was meeting SO many ponies that it was hard to keep track of all of them. But anyway, the party went on for awhile, but eventually it ended and I came up here to go to bed.

Actually, it's more like I came up here to collect my thoughts about today before going to bed. Today was a weird day. But it was nice. I think I'm going to like it here.