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#76 19th Jan 2018 at 5:27 PM
Originally Posted by Reliastion
Hello moderating overlords,
I would like to request a username change fromm my current 'reliastion' to 'emilsteilsson'.
My reason: I used to use 'reliastion' on all my social media sites, but I'm changing it on everything, as I will be applying to uni soon, and the admissions board might look at my social media. However all social media searches for my old, blanket username show up pictures of me from when I was about thirteen. If it was just a cringe emo phase, I'd be able to live with it; unfortunately not only was it my cringe emo phase but also I was still presenting as a girl then (I'm a transboy, and am applying to uni as male). As such I'd really rather not be associated with that username in any way anymore as it shows up so much stuff to do with my deadname! (I mean stuff like calling myself a 'girly girl' on stardoll under that username.) However I do want to preserve my MTS account because it has all my downloads and literally provides for my life. Can I convince you with my 100% record of giving thanks?
My funny (stupid, but true) story: the reason I was called 'reliastion' is because I was a super stubborn kid. I wouldn't admit I spelled 'realisation' wrong while trying to be an Edgy Kid(TM) and so I made the misspelling my username for everything to make it look like it was on purpose. Thus I proceeded to rag on people for spelling my username wrong for nearly a decade... even though it was my misspelling that created it in the first place.
Even if this isn't good enough to warrant the change, thank you anyway for reading my request!!
Emilsteilsson ( )
I am worried that the above is actually not funny, and just true. So I shall also tell you the story of when a nun walked into a ski rental shop.
On a skiing holiday in 2017, me and a couple of friends decided, on the last day, to wear nun costumes for a laugh. Unfortunately on that day I also grossly underestimated what speed I was going at when I made a certain turn, and didn't turn in time. I began to fall of the edge of the run, and somewhere in the kerfuffle, one of my skis fell off, clattering down a Canadian mountain, never to be seen by me again. (I still wonder if they ever found leftie. RIP, man.)
After thirty minutes of hauling, my incredibly patient guide rescued my holiness from my defeated alcove on the edge of the run and LITERALLY SKIIED DOWN A MOUNTAIN CARRYING ME. Because I had one ski. His name was Alastair Kennedy, and he was a kiwi. Check him out on Insta (he deserves it, and he made me agree to namecheck him every time I tell this story).
A nun walked into a ski rental shop.
'I lost one of my skis down the mountain. Can I please have another?'
The guy at the counter clearly tried to think of a punchline, but he failed, and made me fill in some paperwork instead. I got some very, very weird looks.
In a few weeks, I'm going skiing in Italy - we have decided to be Pac-Man and the ghosts, because I don't think the Catholic Italians would be nearly as tolerant of me in a nun costume as the Canadians were! (God bless those canucks).
Oops, I forgot to paste this one in the first time I copied it.
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