I’ve been thinking a lot about topics which I could write on. There are issues no doubt. They are calling out for attention, and will continue to itch petty bloggers like me to spare a few minutes off Facebook and Twitter to give them the little discerning remarks they deserve. I start to think about climate change, global warming, Afghanistan and Israel : the eternal news-makers, BP oil-spill, a sport tournament in Africa thats underway, G*Nice's bad writing and so much else.
But an eighteen-year-old has better things to ponder over…
Or does he?
Let’s just cut the crap.
I just finished secondary high school, so I am having my well-earned break with the looming thoughts of life in college and beyond. But I am really very disappointed that my break has turned out to be boring and unexciting. I figured out that maybe it’s to do something with the place, but that’s too silly an excuse for someone who has lived there for more than 10 years.

I think I am as bored right now as anyone could ever be in the whole of his/her eighteen-year-old life.
Even Dilbert does not get bored.