Me, Soup and Virgin Day

That sort of title is messed up but the random conversation that started suddenly in my head(that sort where the term Skygliding and various other weird thoughts come from) was definitely concerning Soup and Virgin Day. At this point, my brain can no longer surprise me. Anyways the content of that chat was a bunch of girls discussing the fact that there will be no Soup on Virgin Day. And Virgin Day is practically everyday you are a virgin. And then they were all joining it. Yeah, I'd make a good Jehova's witness. And if not, then a great plot twist creator. Because that would make the lives for all sorts of writers and creators easier,no? And random dumb people from the street like me can get a job. That actually pays you something. Anywho...I have nothing to talk about. At least not something I thought like "Hey, this is something I should talk about in my blog!". But I do have a talk. Lately, I feel like no matter how much I converse with other people, I am still not properly socializing/bonding with them. And I just realized I can see the moon. The full moon. It makes me so happy, although I have no idea why I am so obsessed with it. Partly because of the werewolf legends and partly because I like the way how it lights up the night in my room. There two explanations, which do not explain why I like the moon, not why I am so overly obsessed with it. Random is a healthy life style. i also had some sort of other important text I wanted to add...but I forgot it. My attention span is short and my memory is even shorter. I started rewatching Code Geass, so I'll expect some sort of major obsession with L-tan again. Oh we'll see how it will turn out. Next week are the prelims and I have done nothing practical this period.Hehe, memory. Except for in today's physics class, where we heated up our not so precious pens and twisted them into awesome shapes. Ah, good times. And it's funny how I suddenly start socializing with more people from the nature (natüür mort...is what pops into my head every time) class thanks to Windy. Also, today I had a sort of more tiring practice than usual(meaning we did a lot of weird stuff, but at least I managed to do my sommersaults properly. Are they sommersaults? Saltos then if anything else won't work). So yeah, I am predicting that I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow, because all my muscles will hurt like hell. Also, Windy hates Hildebrandt and my brother is creeped out by the fact that I get along with my classmates.

Tata~!
H.