My First Serious Post...

I have been trying to construct an opening sentence for the past 10 minutes and has failed completely. Hectic work on a pleasant Sunday morning. At times things don't come too you the way you need. No complaints. So, this being my first (or even last- that depends on how I feel about the whole idea of blogging after I finish this) descriptive post, I don't guarantee any interesting stuff for the unfortunate reader.

I see a lot of red-underlined words appearing as I type - suggesting me to check the spellings. For a first-time blogger i don't consider this a big deal. Meanwhile, A friend from school, named Sam,now in Oz soil has come online in Y! Messenger. Connecting with schoolies was always a personal pleasure. Sam was talking about his new trans cultural friends from Nepal, Vietnam 'n Kenya and his plans for making some picture with the faces of all the guys from guy. Not a bad idea.

The day started with me violating my biological clock, waking up at around a quarter-past-ten, when the sun was high up and shining. Sundays makes you sleep more in your student life. No big deal. Had a quick brush and bath and went out of my hostel room to see if the Mess had something left to offer. Lucky me ! They have spared me a few 'wheat doshas' with some tasteless water-like 'coconut chutny'. Gulped them down literally with some sugar to add flavour. Getting back in my room, I found that the Torrent download of some game I have scheduled for the preceding night has made no considerable progress. Dis hearted 'n cursing the betraying net speeds at night, saved the download for the next night wishing not to be dis hearted again. Opening my Orkut account,I was happy to see a few Photo comments on the pics posted last day. It's always nice to have response. Finishing off with the photo comment replies I moved to my GTalk account to check whether my room mate (a cool headed guy from Trissur, named Rohit - who doesn't care a damn about cutting classes, at present away at home) is online. Finding him online, getting myself assured that he'll back in room by evening the same day, I signed off.

''What next?'' . As if i had very little to study. Yet, I somehow couldn't get to digest the idea of mugging up in the morning itself (by now its nearly noon, but for the sake of saying). That's when I hit upon the idea of doing my 'First Real Post' here. At the same moment I hit upon this fantastic idea of mine, a insomniac friend of mine all the way from Changanassery, with the name Sebin, rang up - just to spoil the mood. He was talking about all the assignments that needs to be submitted the coming week & asking me to predict precisely the time that he'll take to finish them - as if am his 'God'. Having finished with him, i gathered up all my lost enthusiasm to blog, and finally ended up typing all those that you have just read.

And now when i consult my watch, it reads "13:31, 16 August, Sun"