Reasons why I should not ride a bike.

1) I don't know how to ride in a straight line.

2) Grass patches are mightier than the bike.

3) Driving into your friend is fun as well.

4) I just might save the world.

5) I'm having a field day, when there is something wrong with the bike.

6)I am too ADD to pay attention on where I'm going and when I'm going.

I was hoping on getting 13 reasons, but I guess I am not that Strange after all. Expect the 42 things about me post. Yes, I am that bored. And perhaps that crazy. Oh boy, I'm already looking forward to number 26.

 So in whatever amount of time has passed, I have met a lot of people who I haven't seen for a long time. Again, my imagination has told me that I look happier around them and perhaps I do, because they manage to get things off my mind. Except when I am talking about those things. Then you can guess for yourself what I am like. Not a pretty picture. Not pretty at all.

 Though I love the timing. As mentioned to some people before, I like to find irony in things and I find it quite often. And the timing of events can be amazing. Although the only downside is, that all the progress I have been making disappeared in the span of two hours. Oh well. I get to learn how to suppress emotions, expectations, et cetera.

 It's amazing how a piece of blue gum can entertain me while waiting for a person to show up. The Cosplay Club has been more active and I didn't realize how much I had missed their company. Why are there so many people who I should definitely see more often, yet it doesn't seem to happen?

 I have been thinking about writing stories and have even managed to put down a few words, but I didn't manage to finish it in one go. I doubt it will be any good if I do manage to get the motivation to finish it. Not to mention that idea is months old. But my writing has been lacking in all sorts lately. I've been lazy.
 But I have done some reading. Not any of the obligatory literature, but fantasy books. I love reading about dragons. I should do that more often.

 It's strange how weird it is to find out that a person hates you. The way how I will be affected by it depends on the reason. If I get no reason, then I'll simply feel shocked and hurt. If I do get a reason and it is reasonable(in my opinion) I am just left with this feeling of not caring. But that might be explained with my lack of any feelings towards the person. So since I do not have any stronger feelings and the reason is acceptable in my book, I'm left with this curiousness on how it is expressed. I'm curious. But when I am curious, I find out things I don't want to. If I hurt people, then I want to do it at least with the intention of hurting them. Not accidentally, finding out later just how much people have been suffering because of me.

Ah, how I can hate myself sometimes,

H.