The First Post

It was suggested, a long time ago, that I try this. That the ubiquitious surfers of the internet might even take passing interest in what I have to say, in a blog posted in the farthest corner of the internet. I remembered, vaguely, an article I had seen in my local paper, that raved about the wonders of the blog and its ostensible encroachment upon modern literature.

That said, boredom can provide a remarkable impetus to act on offhand suggestions. Thus I am here, typing and staring blankly at my wonderfully formated screen, wondering what I could say that could possibly be of any use to the world. Mind you there is no little theraputic value in writing- it has a mollifying effect on someone who wakes up at 7AM on Saturday and whose life is largely composed of learning fascinating pieces of knowledge such as how the carboxyl group figures in the formation of certain acids.

I have a chemistry test to study for. Although, it is generally understood I am an academic first and foremost, who, of his own volition, will spend most of his life with his nose immersed in mundane literature, the reality is I procrastinate. I can envisage the smothered laughs of disbelief that statement might evoke, but it is an uncannily accurate observation of myself.

Its like Hamlet, though my circumstances are perhaps not that dire.

After the chemistry test, I suppose it is due time to begin studying for my history exam. The list goes on, and I certainly won't bore my internet abode by regaling it with tales of academic obligations.

The reason, I suppose, for all of it is that I want to go to a good university. So that everytime, when someone asks me where I want to go to pursue post secondary education, and I say (so originally) 'Harvard', I can actuallly feel that is a feasible dream. Of course it isn't, which my acquaintances don't seem to be able to understand- admission to those universities is very difficult at the best times and impossible at the worst. I'm not harboring false hopes, mind you- the mindset of a pessimist, wouldn't allow that. Whatever, can be said about the sunny disposition of optimists, at least it can be said of pessimists, that they are never disappointed. Perhaps we pretend to take solace in that fact.

I think I shall visit here often now.