Hey penguins! As you all know, Club Penguin turned 9 on the 24th, and I thought it would be pretty cool to share my journey of Club Penguin with you guys.
It all started out about 4 or 5 years ago. I was in the school library with my Girl Scout troop, when I noticed one of my friends had a pink puffle keychain. I asked what it was out of curiosity, and she replied, “It’s from Club Penguin! You should sign up and play!”. At the time, I was a little skeptical of the whole thing, so I asked my friend Rebecca (I’m not going to put her username in here) about it the next day. She told me it was legit and I could sign up when I got home.
When I got home, I went up to my parents and politely begged them to let me play. My mom was totally willing to let me play, but little did she know she was practically signing me up for my future. The first time my penguin went on, the 4th Anniversary party was going on. I picked up my first item, the blue pom pom beanie. I got the 4th Anniversary pin, but the only thing I REAAAAALLY regret not getting was the party hat. If you gave me a time machine, I would literally go back to that party and tell myself to get the party hat.
I played as a non-member with Rebecca for a few months. We weren’t allowed to have the type chat, so we always called each other and talked over the phone while we played. Those are the best memories I have with her, and that’s basically why we’re so close today. One day, Rebecca told me in school she had bought a membership. We both screamed and fangirled (I didn’t know what it was called at the time). When I got home, we talked over the phone about what a membership exactly does. Naturally, I went up to my parents and begged them again for a membership. My parents agreed to give me a one month membership.
But one month turned into two, then three, then six, then I was a member for a full year. I was really happy in that year; I was playing during the final golden days of CP before Disney, I had a lot of friends, and I was doing great in school. I was so hyped up over Club Penguin, my parents couldn’t get me to be quiet. I even had a Club Penguin themed birthday party! That was when I got all the (now dated) guides to Club Penguin, plush puffles, penguin figures, and a deck of the CJ cards.
All of that changed about two years later. My dog I had since I was born had to be put to sleep, causing my family to slowly break apart. I lost interest in Club Penguin and just about everything. I was super moody and sad, my grades were skyrocketing down, and I wasn’t psychologically doing okay. My parents dragged me to countless specialists, who diagnosed me with depression and ADHD. I didn’t want all of this to happen, I wanted my old life back! I had no idea how to cope with this! I don’t even know how I made it through that year because I know for a fact had all that happened to me now, I would probably have made some really stupid choices.
Things were looking a lot better the year after. Sure, I still had ADHD but I was starting to overcome my depression. My parents were still dragging me to therapist after therapist (I think I drove one into retirement o.o) until that summer. I was going to meet with an occupational therapist, who has really helped turn my life back on path. I finally found a doctor that wasn’t old or trying to pry into my life. I even participated in my first pageant!
When I went back into school that year, I made friends with two girls. I’m not going to name them for personal reasons, but for now, we’ll call them Hermione and Ginny. We were good friends for about two months, until Ginny started to make mean remarks about me. I became sort of trapped in my own social corner, so what did I do? I started to play Club Penguin again. I didn’t tell anyone what I was doing, except my parents. One night over Thanksgiving break, I met my online penguin friends. I am honestly so happy I met them, they helped me through this harder time.
About two months after I met them, I started this blog. My original idea was to have all my CP friends help me blog on here, like someone does the CP blog posts, someone does walkthroughs, etc. I brought up this idea to my friends, but most of them seemed suspicious at the time. Was I a stalker or a person? (FYI, I’m a person. If you enter your email anywhere on here, I probably won’t even notice) S0 I started this this blog on my own. I did have support from my blogger friends (you guys are just awesome), who really pushed me to be the best blogger I could be.
In this March (2014), I changed classes from Home Ec to Drama. Hermione and Ginny weren’t in those classes, so I felt sort of left out in drama. I convinced my parents to switch me into graphic design, which I’m still doing today. Ginny was starting to practically bully me about everything, to the point where she put my address online as a joke. I panicked and screamed at her the next day to give me an apology, but when she did apologize, she gave me an “I’m sorry” with an eyeroll. That was not going to fit the bill for me. I kept screaming at her until I realized she wasn’t going to react, she just thought it was funny to see me so desperate. I ran to the guidance counselor to help me sort this out, but there really wasn’t much he could do. Now she just glares at me across the hallways like I did something wrong. And Hermione moved at the end of the year.
I sort of suffered through the rest of the school year, constantly drawing myself back to the guidance counselor on my own will. During March-April-ish I started to watch Doctor Who. Doctor Who gave me so much hope that I’m not alone in the universe, that everyone has moral meanings and deserves to be alive. That was one of the best choices I had made in a while.
To this day, I’m still playing CP and blogging. My plans for the future include being a graphic designer and accomplished blogger. If I ever outgrow CP, I want to give this account to my cousins. I want them to know how much CP helped me through the past few years of my life. I want them to know the values of friendship, and how to be safe online. I want them to grow up and be responsible, and not go through what I went through.
(Also this is my 250th post! WOO!)