Growl

My stomach is growling and I know there is food waiting for me, yet I am gonna do you and myself a favour and write into this lovely blog.First of all I am currently attempting with more fingers than I am used to. Which slows down my speed quite a bit, mainly cause I have no idea where to set my fingers to make typing more efficient. Note to self: Google it later. Second of all, I have actually nothing to rant about but I guess that's fine cause I don't have to rant all the time. I just wanted to write here so I will and nobody can stop me. My third point is going to be on how I want to start acting like one of my dear main characters from a card game anime again, but am in a dilemma, because I dislike white formal dress-shirts paired up with jeans and I have no idea where my not so formal button up shirts are.Not that the character would wear button up shirts but that is what I want to wear when I act(pretend to act because when I suddenly would get cold and mean that would make absolutely no sense.) like him. My sentences probably don't make any sense, but that is mainly because I have just returned from a quite tiring practice and my brain stopped thinking. Now I am going to address a matter I forgot to address last time(and that is quite remarkable, considering I titled the chapter Espresso...). Yes, it actually involves the Cosplay Club again. Namely, we were looking at awesome characterizations of chocolate and stuff and then we decided that we wanted to cosplay hot drinks, design the stuff ourselves. And I ended up as Espresso, partly, because cocoa was taken and partly because that was the only thing to come to my mind at that moment. And now I have thought some stuff up but that is not important. Also, lately I have had the want to draw again, but I'm afraid the matter must wait until Thursday, where I actually have the time to deal with stuff. I did actually quite well in pole vault practice. But considering that I know who are going to compete in the same age group as I, I can say that I won't be getting a prize. But that really doesn't matter, as long as I finally manage to jump three metres. Because currently it is one of the matters that bothers me the most. Because my legs always end up feeling like my bones are full of cracks and when I move my legs, the splinters react and create pain. Although my coach guessed that it was probably just an inflamed something. Cause I have no idea what I am talking about.

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