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Isn't life great?
I was reading 'The Da Vinci Code' by Dan Brown (the original version, in english)
while on a break in my prestigious school today, and someone came up to me and asked:
(as if I were crazy for reading a book) "Why are you reading that in ENGLISH?"

This prompted me to write something in my lovely "diary" completely in english,
if not for any other purpose, than at least to prove that, contrary to common belief,
my IQ actually is higher than the amount of my chromosomes.
I do understand that some people may consider this as an egomaniacal attempt to prove my adequacy, and I am trying hard not to seem like an arrogant, conceited hippocrate, but to be honest -
I really couldn't care less what other people think of me.

I had a fun day today, though. At least so far.
While pretending to actually learn something in school,
and in between wondering why the hindu god called Shiva has several different fallic symbols,
I planned my boat trip with Ellu, and my cultural awakening -trip to Helsinki
with Taija and Tuulia. We're gonna have so much fun. Hopefully.

I also began to understand the importance of a certain room today, and the capability
of that single room to bring a certain group of people together.
And I'm almost certain that no one else has the slightest clue about what the hell I'm talking about.
Well, you people are just gonna have to start accommodating to the situation at hand.
I talk a lot, and none of it ever makes any sense.

I think I might sort of like someone.
Maybe I'm just too doped up on amphetamines.
Isn't life great?