Unhappy Valentine’s Day

Today’s Valentine’s Day. I’m glad.

No, I’m not glad because it’s Valentine’s Day. I’m glad it’ll be over after this. I never enjoy this day — in real life or in my fandoms.

In fact, I dread Februaries in the Winx fandom. Everyone hates my favorite couple, Aisha and Nex, so Valentine’s Day is when the couple gets snubbed or bashed even more than usual. And it’s not just by the fandom. The creators of the show ignore Aisha and Nex, too, even though they’re a canon couple.

I have no one to celebrate my own love with and no one to celebrate my favorite fictional love with, either. Valentine’s Day sucks for me online and in real life. I wish this day was already over.

At least tomorrow’s my dad’s birthday. I’ll spend the day planning what to do for him.


Feeling Empty

Leaving the Winx fandom has left a hole in my heart. I’ve been a part of that fandom so long, it’s hard to let it go. But I have to. It’s just a constant source of loneliness and disappointment for me now. 😞

I need to get engrossed in something else — something that’ll take my mind off Winx Club. I don’t think that should be another fandom. I’m clearly not cut out for them. Maybe I should start a new hobby or something.

I’m Baaaack!

See? I told you this blog wasn’t dead! 😀

The truth is I’m taking a break (possibly a permanent one) from my other blog, Una di Noi Winx. I’ve been running it for almost nine years now, but I’m tired of the Winx Club fandom. I don’t feel like I belong there anymore.

The fandom feels like a record stuck on repeat — the same opinions, same types of fanart, same screenshots, same everything year after year. I hope something happens in the eighth season that shakes things up, starts some new discussions, and gives new perspectives on old topics.

I doubt it, though. This fandom tends to downplay or reject new ideas, characters, and whatnot. They worship all the old stuff and never re-evaluate it.

It’s like hoarding. The fandom keeps collecting new stuff (information, characters, etc.), but they don’t know what to do with it. So they pile it on top of everything else, instead of first organizing, rearranging, or throwing away some of the stuff that’s already there.

Anyway, I’ll blog here again while I’m gone from that place (however long that’ll be). I’ve still got some things on my mind. I may or may not mention Winx Club, but this blog was always multi-interest. Besides, I talked about it here before I started Una di Noi Winx.

But I’ve got other series I like, too: Digimon, Ojamajo Doremi, various other anime, Critical Role (still on the Vox Machina campaign), etc. Where else am I gonna talk about them? So pretty much, things are gonna be the way they were all those years ago.

I’m finally back in paradise.


Okay, I’ll go ahead and say it: This site is not dead.

How often have you stumbled across a website with that title (in CAPS) on one of its posts and thought, “Yeah, it’s not dead…yet?” Me too. But I promise, it isn’t—at least, not because I have abandoned it. Since my last post, I’ve been thinking of ways to revive it…while feverishly working on my other blog, Una di Noi.

I had a reason for my concept. I wanted to be random because people are random, completely unpredictable. We have some many different sides to us, like a dice has more than one faces. But I became discouraged when I found this article that talked about narrowing your focus to one topic:

…its very important that you stay on a specific topic on your blog. If you’re interested in more than one topic, then you need to start more than one blog…A blog with only one post a day that’s on one topic, is much more likely to attract a reader than a blog with 5 different posts about 5 different subjects.

I understand his point, but who really wants to manage five different blogs? I already have three!

I’m working on rethinking Prattler’s Paradise. I may ignore this man’s advice and make the site reflect more of myself. I don’t want to split myself up into domains, but I do want you, the reader, to enjoy this blog. If the randomness is hurting it, I may have no choice.

So, if you’ve stuck around all this time, thank you. There’s just a little trouble in paradise. Don’t worry—I’ll take care of it.

Friends or Entourage?

: a great way to stay in touch with the people you love. But social networking has a deceptive touch.

Most people have Facebook accounts and the Friends List included with them. (And even if you don’t have a Facebook, you’ve probably heard of this anyway.) If you’re out of this loop, here’s a lesson on becoming friends on Facebook:

  • Find someone you know, someone who knows someone you know, someone who shares your interests, someone who looks interesting, etc.
  • Click on their name, and in the next dialog box, click “Add as Friend” to send them a “friend request.”
  • If they accept your request, you’ll get a notification saying, “John Smith has accepted your friend request.”
  • Congratulations! You are now friends forever!

Don’t you wish relationships were this easy to start and maintain outside the Net?

That’s the superficiality of Facebook. Your “friends” could be the super fan who faints at your concerts, the girl in your school you’ve never met (but who requested you because you attend the same school), a random person in Brazil who thinks you have a cutest smile, or the man who’s trying to get into the Guinness Book of World Records for the longest Friends List. Do those connections really mean anything?

How many “friends” do you have? Ten? Fifty? Five hundred? Well, aren’t you a star? But how many of them talk to you more than once a month? What are your conversations about? How many of your “friends” know you, instead of knowing about you? Have you met them all in person? Most importantly, how many of them truly love you?

The list shrinks, doesn’t it? Maybe ten people out of a thousand. The other 990 rot on your Friends page; they’re nothing more than your entourage. You may even have forgotten each other.

So, tell me. Who are your real friends?

Twitter…I Don’t Get it

Basically, it’s like constantly updating your Facebook status, which some people do anyway. So you could say:

Jane Doe is eating breakfast.

Then, ten minutes later:

Jane Doe has finished eating breakfast and is headed to the gym.

And people “follow” you? And everyone thinks Facebook is stalker paradise now!

Why would you want anyone watching you that closely? I thought we called that spying. I could understand if it were someone very close to you, like a spouse or a child, but isn’t that what cell phones are for? “Honey, I’m about to go to the grocery store. What do you want for dinner?”

Is privacy dead? I agree that too much privacy is a negative thing, but too much transparency can be just as harmful. And between Twitter, Facebook, and Myspace, we’re all walking windows now!