Bullshit

For quite sometime I thought of writing in here....just anything. But couldnt manage time... Couldnt manage time? or was it that I was so confused wid my own self that I refused to publicize that? Dont quite know....
Life has been smooth....has gone over the hedge at times....and at times has taken the long drive...but now it seems to have come to a standstill. Am doing something I dont like doing...just for the sake of not staying in the phase of "not-doing-anything" anymore that I had been in for almost 6 months.... 'sucks' is the word I would like to use to describe that phase of my life but then, am not even in the mood to use the word.

Its the same old monotony returned in a new place. Faces of people u get accustomed with for being a regular student of the institution....see them and smile....like i often use the cliche: extend ur lips. Some of them know my name...others dont bother. I never bothered....nor do so now. Most of the time am sleeping...either wid my eyes closed...else open. And when they are open my pen scribbles some bullshit on the paper.... ok that reminds me...bullshit is another favorite word of mine.
The only thing I like about that place is the campus itself. Especially so when I look at the greenery from the 3rd floor.... the winds blow through the branches....makes a swishing sound..... gently shaking off the dead leaves from them.... good....looks beautiful....

But that's it. Nothing else.