User blog comment:PlantyThePottedPlant/Random Topic Blogging III: Blog Harder/@comment-1647442-20150614073256

The High School Musical 2 Preview Night.

Ferb-uary.

Spot the Diff.

Christmas Vacation.

OC Q&A articles. ("Q&A _ Style!")

The IRC.

The First Soundtrack.

Cliptastic Countdown.

Me and my Mom Suit at Comic-Con.

Summer Belongs to You.

The False Swampy Crisis.

RAWEFC.

The Danville Times.

Across the 2nd Dimension.

AT2D "Alternate Ending" Fics.

The TDR Debacle.

Tiberius and Fossy somehow becoming an item and remaining one til this day? This still confuses the heck out of me.

The Live Tour.

Where's Perry.

The Danville Times Reboot.

The Great Chat War between the Golden Army and the Lego-Likers.

Mission Marvel.

The Danville Times Threeboot.

Save Summer, Star Wars, Living Pharmacists.

Pinhead Pierre reaching near-memetic status.

Act Your Age.

Last Day of Summer.

We've been through a lot together as a fandom. As a group. As friends. This show has been around for eight years. Eight years! That's a big chunk of anybody's life, considering most of us are late teens/young adults. This show has been a part of my life since the fifth grade. I just beat my last level of high school. Where would we be if each of us hadn't stumbled upon this wiki? Where would we be if some other show captured our interest? Where would we be if Phineas and Ferb never even ever existed?

And so, to all of you, everyone. Nan, Gurgy, JS, Goth, Tpf, Tiberius, Fossy, Faddy, DT, TD, TDR, PLAP, Shiny, RBH, Pop, and everyone else I missed because I didn't think they'd see it because they've been gone way too long, thank you for coming along. Without you, this wiki would be nothing. I'd be the admin of a ghost town. Which was the fate of another wiki I was on.

There have been ups, downs, and middle-grounds, but I firmly believe P&F made me who I am. It was that all-important good influence during my impressionable years. Administrating this wiki has given me necessary leadership skills. I know when to bail and when to stand my ground on an issue. I've burst into spontaneous singing and choreography with no discernible music source. I know that the only thing that's impossible is impossibility, as long as you believe in something. Because the transitive property of belief means you believe in anything.

And so, as we look back and get ready to close the book on the land of dorito heads, rectangular heads, floating baby heads, assymetrical heads, pinheads, and platypus heads, we have to look back on the past eight years and think "where would I be without this show that shaped so much of my life?"