Ruminations of a Blogger

Writing is a creative entreprise. After perusing a few blogs of my fellow mates, i can only frown at envious amazement. Their blogs are generously speckled with what nots-flowers; nuts; chocolate. What more music streams in like a heartwarming welcome(though some are just pure jarring noise)

I would really have to brush my blog up, if not i might as well cease its life. Cruel eh? I can already sense the mute protest emanating from your larnyx. WEll, as the jolly-polly person I am, i could bear with the agony and continue on this.

As a blog's foremost priority is to encapsulate the essence how an individual felt about the events that occured on a particular day, acting as a platform for him to pen(or rather type) it down in a so called personal dairy(blog), which ironically is exposed to onlookers to scrutinize; I shall continue with this sacred tradition of recounting my travails on this fateful day... Those who are easily bogged down by a massive splash of words can give your eyes an exercise. [Warning, which i guess its too late]

I wonder why 2 serious bouts of stomachache hit me in the morning before my OralPresentation. But it was a real relief, afterwards. Fumbled here and there and forgot my script, yet i managed to end it off with a blast. Tip 302 for those who are hysteria, smile always and do read up your Q&As, your examiners from my observations, are not very creative with their questions. So stop thinking that you cant do it and earn the grade you deserve! And lastly a word from me, dont roll your eyes, its naseauting. Slap yourself if you do.

God bless y'all :)

P.S. Someone please enlighten me the art of crafting a blog, i want the special designs and such, not some factory-manufactured blog. Also, it would be great if it could include instructions on how to put up pictures, tagboards(???) and such

MY first debut onto Blogging

I do not wonder why, or how. But i guess this blogging bug has bitten this boy that is me. Ah well, dont blame me if you cant catch what i am blogging about, cause i aint going to lax on my english. Yups, you better be armed with a dictionary(maybe not so) but be sure to correct me when i make silly, grammatical mistakes that i absolutely aBhor.

Haiz the agony of what to type is seeping in, much like water creeping into the crevices of cracks on concrete(trying out on consonance).

Oh i can talk about the PW OP that would be tomorrow. Ahh... its such a startling revelation. I guess that its then or never, hope that i wont make any slips of the tongue(the tongue is such a monster!) and be able to work magic unto my examiners. The semblance of the entire OP seems like a mini magic show to me, rivetting yet enarmoured with expressions.

With this i end my first ever post, if its what its called, to embark on the seemingly dry MMM game proposal. Indeed its something to rack my brains on, after all, that is the reward of being an OGl.

God bless :)