It's been a long while since I posted anything and would like to appease any of my friends who might be inclined to think that I'm no longer on the ball. We are into our fouth week of school and already, it seems like a few months.The books are as thick as they come and the chapters a mile long-good thing I invested in a pair of reading glasses this time around. Furthermore, other extra-curricular activites (not those that happen home) have had me feeling sore and less inclined to write. Nevertheless such feelings have temporary effects. My pen still has black ink and I believe it's blood is still way mightier than that of the pious of martyrs.
There's so much to talk about-Nuff tings ah gwan! From the simultaneous wanton slaying of three men to the passage of several storms in the region, my ink could be smeared on paper in patterns that reflect my deepest sentiments about such issues. Instead I have chosen the alternative path of sound reasoning and critical thinking. Bad things don't just happen to good people. Just because someone's history is plotted in red does not mean he has to suffer such atrocities. Not because disaster hasn't dealt me its cards mean that I'm right to critise others who feel uncomfortable by their less than perfect evacuation which is meant to protect their very lives. Life can be funny, random and ironic at the same time......with such words I depart from this post! oh..and I'm still on the ball
