I have just completed writing my exams for this semester. Some
of them were not written, though. They were a little more practical, with one
of them involving chopping onions, whisking eggs and grilling steak. But “writing”
is the only English word I could think of right now, since I am on a vacation
from thinking anything academic.
I really have nothing to write, other than to say that I am
excited. There are times in life when I am so deep into stuff that I fail to realize
that everything comes to an end. Two days ago I couldn’t dream that these exams
would be over. Now here I am, on my bed, bored and writing a very pointless
blog post. Only reason I am writing it is because the movies I got from a
friend of mine failed to play on my pc.
Maybe I’m also writing because it is ages since I last
posted here. And I kinda feel guilty about it. I know I am supposed to be a
writer, but life can bog me down sometimes that I even forget who I am.
I guess I should also blame Facebook and Twitter. These sites
make micro-blogging so easy. I don’t have to think something through, dig up
some research before writing out a readable blog. All I need to do is write two
long sentence with two typos and the burden to write is suddenly lifted off of
me.
I never make New Year’s resolutions, but maybe for next year,
I should resolve to write more on this blog and gain a larger audience. It would
stroke my ego, you know. But for right now, I guess I should stop babbling and
go back to Facebook and see what happened there while I was away.
If you read this, then something is wrong with you, because I
am sure you didn’t gain a thing, apart from spending your time reading a
meaningless blog post. I promise I’ll never write like this again.
Forgive me?
