good morning.
my name is xintian.
have you heard of people who type with their mouths?
i type with my eyes.
have seen my middle daughter (the stereotypical poor attention lacking and in turn suffering from attention deficiency one - gee this was a long digression) type with head turned firmly from screen and  keyboard, eyes nailed on book and clacking furiously away without once looking up, and was duly impressed. and am thus trying to emulate, at speed 4.5...
this is becomibg laboruiys amd i cannot fibnd the letters i want. fasr losibg interest. yay, a whole complete word, and gasp. pgrase without mistakes! i'm gettibf there, tru,ly i amQ!
'tis amazing actually how i act can feel where the letters are relatibely accurately. as i said afgain, it's all relative.

having hockey soon. aim: whack and not be whacked. little (but wise and mature) girls bending over chasing a tiny ball with curved wooden arm-extensions. why fight? why this competition, this savagery? us powdered, graceful, fair (figuratively) beings shouldn't have to dabble in these crude activities. leave it to the other species, the species of violence, of copious amounts of sour sweat (thinks of the hairy hulking creatures who inhabit my parents' flat and share my blood. oh well). STILL i have to go smack some legs. and enjoy myself doing it. :D