Hi. You may care to notice that I'm typing a blog. You may also care to notice that this is really the second blog post, since I typed that weird thing right before this. I'm not totally sure what that was about. (You may also care to notice I'll be saying that fairly often.) But you may find narrative things like that in the future.
So, to start off on this wonderfully bland adventure, let's start with the beginning: me. I think I'm a pretty cool guy most of the time. I'm a very musical person- which mean's I'm a band geek. I'm not to great at sports, but I was in track for a while and cross country. Please don't make me go back. I catch on to concepts very easily, which means I'm great at math, which is pure concept, but not to great at English, which is just crap the Anglo-Saxons made up. The truth is, I'm always thinking. Every second of every minute and so on and so forth, I always have something on my mind. Unless I'm listening to music, which is nearly every possible waking minute. Gravity doesn't seem to like me much, along with sharp wooden corners at head height and my left hand, especially on pianos. I'm not to great at the piano, but I think I'm pretty all right on the trombone. For me. If I had to pick a stereotype, it'd likely be the absent-minded professor, technically a genius but never managing to get through life because my head is to busy being a genius. In fact, that's really my great weakness. You'll find if I don't really put my head in this summer, posts may be sparse if at all. Please bear with me.
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