lunch hour scribbles

This is becoming a trend, sitting alone in a dark corner of the library, every lunch hour, trying to scribble down something coherent in my dog-eared notebook.

Have I mentioned that I'm a tad antisocial, well, not exactly anti social (not in the true sense of the word anyway), I'm just not too comfortable with meeting new people or rather a large bunch of new people, especially, say at a party..which is sort of the reason I detest large crowds of people and partying and loud music and inane small talk. Anyway, I totally digressed..that was not the point I was trying to make. I was going to say that me being antisocial is not the reason I'm subjecting myself to this isolation. Its actually because I'm trying to avoid the extremely tempting but completely unhealthy canteen samosas, which, even though aren't in front of me, I'm dreaming of..in all their 'potatoeee' goodness (and the half a bottle of ketchup that I evidently cannot eat a samosa without!) Ok all this samosa talk is making my tummy rumble, so I better shut up.

The samosas aren't the only reason I find myself in the library though, I've noticed that sitting in the library also puts me in the writing mood; a mood, I always, most want to be in, but unfortunately never find myself in. Being surrounded by books is an added bonus, they seem awfully comforting in a weird way. That magic I used to experience when opening up a book suddenly seems to have disappeared, so I'm on a quest to try and bring it back. The past year and a half, college has taken over my life and left me very little time to catch up on my reading. The grand total of books read in 2007 was 3 (three!!!) which is quite pathetic when compared to my usual 40 books a year average! I was sorta disappointed in myself when I noticed the change because I always prided myself on being a bookworm, not of the nerdy breed, just of the general 'fiction-reading-romance-loving' breed.

I still can't do without reading, ergo, the number of blogs I subscribe to, but I still miss curling up with the good book. Its kinda hard to do that with a laptop.

That similarity you just happen to find with one of the characters of a book or that bittersweet feeling you get when you get to the last few pages of a book is terribly missed, but what can you do..life is moving at such break-neck speed that finding sometime to read even a few pages may totally ruin the momentum at which everything else is going. Or not. I'm just too much of a lazy bum to find out.

Anyhoo (he he, I've always wanted to say anyhoo, but it always made me giggle), lunch hour is almost up and I have to go find my next class. So until next time my little children, hopefully I would have read a book by then, so I'll have something new to talk to you about instead of boring you to death by being my usual random self.

--Written on 11th, Friday.