So it's May Day today. I don't know how many people out there are still familiar with the good old 'May Basket' tradition, but I want it on the record that I am. I would also like to note that if I find a basket on my doorstep with an Operator symbol tied to the handle and human organs inside, I will not be chasing Slendy and/or the Proxy responsible around my lawn for a kiss.
...am I the only one who realizes what a weird species we are? I'm not sure of the history of the baskets, but why would anyone drop a basket of stuff on the doorstep of someone they like, ring the bell, and then run away? It's stupid. It's like saying "Oh, I like you! I think you're keen!" immediately followed by "RAPE! RAPE!" I've never received a basket myself, and I'm fine with that; the only holidays I really observe are (in order of importance) Halloween, Christmas, and Easter, so May Day doesn't really show up on my radar. I don't even know why I brought it up, honestly; I think computer class is starting to bore me beyond what I once thought possible.
At any rate, things have been quiet lately. I haven't seen the Blank since the truck incident, which is alright by me. No Fears came after me about the last post, either, so they either don't exist (as I hoped), or they really don't care about one tiny blogger's posts (as is most likely). My cold is also clearing up nicely, so I may finally have a weekend where I'm not hacking my lungs out or using up a full box of tissue in record time. Of course, now that I've said that, I'll have a terrible relapse... I need to buy more Kleenex.
On an entirely different note, with less than a month left of school to go, I'm beginning to get restless. This summer is going to be packed with travel, work, music, and hopefully no Proxies or tall, faceless Eldritch Abominations. That's a little much to ask for, I know, but for crying out loud, it's the summer after my Senior year of High School! I deserve a break!
Yeah, that will happen. -_-;
Before I sign out, can anyone recommend an easy to learn, effective martial art? I used to do a little Tae-Kwon-Do and karate, but I didn't stick with either for more than four weeks, so I know just enough of both to get myself killed trying to fight off an attacker. I have to prepare for the inevitable 'Masky' coming my way.