I asked my mother to cook my 2 dishes with many servings that I can eat the whole week so I dont have to cook the whole week😌✨️
thanks Mami this is a great bday gift😭
And I had a massage and a children's birthday cake
And was guessed to be 8 years younger than what I am🤩
【SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT】
The waiting room is here ! Today's the day that we finally reveal why we were in Korea ! It might be the biggest announcement in my career so far so WAHHH
https://t.co/33OjHIwwvn
3pm PST / 11pm GMT / 7am JST
#Dokibird#Birdseaters
I was thinking of doing a stream for my birthday tomorrow the 20th because I didn't do one the last two years either but I feel too stressed and anxious about it tbh 😭
Maybe ill still change my mind but for now its more of a not happening 🫠
Anya Nyabiss is graduating from Phase Connect and has stated disagreement with management as a reason, which has led her into a creative rut.
She underline how much she loves vtubing, loved the collabs she's been having with the girls and wants to continue creating large projects moving forward.
As for the Phase Citizen status she says it's unclear for now and will have to talk to Sakana about what it entails.
Let's wish her the best moving forward!💜
Bae said she invested 1.5 years into making this cover song (and the Yagoo dept too), and she produced a wonderful result.
It is a joy to see her pouring all her passion and effort into her dream☺️
#TeleBAE#BaeBeatz
In Texas they told me to stop at Buc-ee's for gas.
I have been to shrines. I have stood in temples that took two hundred years to build.
I was not prepared for the gas station.
There were one hundred and twenty fuel pumps.
I counted them because I did not believe them.
A man beside me was filling a truck the size of my first apartment, and he was not filling it because it was empty.
He was filling it because he was here, and here is where a man fills things.
Inside was a hall so vast I lost the horizon.
A wall of jerky. A wall of fudge I did not know the country produced.
A brisket sandwich handed to me by a man in a beaver costume.
And I want to be clear, the beaver is not a mascot.
The beaver is a saint.
The people speak of him the way my grandmother spoke of the mountain behind her house.
And the bathrooms.
I had been warned about the bathrooms and I had dismissed the warning as the pride of a loud people.
I was wrong to dismiss it.
The bathrooms are famous across the whole state and they have earned it.
I have slept in worse hotels. I nearly bowed upon entering.
A janitor was polishing the floor with the devotion of a man tending a garden he loved, and when I thanked him he said "welcome in," which I have since learned is what Texas says instead of hello, and also instead of I am glad you exist.
I went in for gas. I was inside for ninety minutes.
I came out with fudge, a shirt printed with a joke I do not fully understand, forty dollars of jerky, and a feeling I can only describe as having been to church.
I did not need any of it.
I needed all of it.
I have walked through the great cathedrals of the old world. I lit no candle there.
I lit no candle at Buc-ee's either.
But I did fill the truck.
And I understand now that in Texas, this is the same thing.