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I will not ramble on!

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Number One. What am i doing exactly? A friend told me blogging is where its at. And so here I am. Don't really know what to make of it. Is it a diary? Or just a rambling of the sordid details of my life? (same thing ha!) Is it an opportunity to be legally self centred? I can talk about myself all day...or i could share all the juicy gossip around my circles? Hmm, the latter suggestion is intriguing me.. LOL. Ok, the truth is I'm an ex-writer. I used to write. Really well and all the time. I remember at 15 I produced a 13 chapter book called Sweden. The sequel followed shortly after, a romance about a disturbed boy entitled Estonia. Don't ask what the fixation was about countries..it just happened. They were quite a hit in my class. Then there's the book i accidentally got published when i was 14. Writestuff Competition. That was when everyone told me I could and should write. But nooooooooo...i had to get straight A's for my O'levels and was aptly placed in the Science classes for A'level...Hence my disgruntled life as a medical student. 

But, I want to write.

There is so much I could write about..but I want steetime to be focussed on something more specific. I need an audience that will want to come back and read more. i am not about to ramble on. I could talk about my extremely dramatic lovelife which really should be made into a telenova? But i'd have to call the guys Boy A upto L. They myt figure it out and decide to sue me or something... There's all these philosophies I have in my head. About Life. (i can't stand it when people try and talk about life like they are experts. The only experts are dead. if u are still alive u don't know everything!) So i won't bog u down with my theories. There's also the possibiliy of writing about my career dreams and progress. uh...this would not be as boring as it sounds. You see I'm a medical student who dreams of making films. huh..get why it would be exciting now? I could give u the details about how much i loathe reading about anemia and jaundice. What if my lecturers read this blog and fail me?! Gosh. I'm stuck. I could tell the story of how i was born and bred in Zimbabwe, flown off to Tanzania, aclimatized in Kenya and settled to do 2 yrs of 1st yr in Uganda and finally settled down as a miniceleb in a nice little university in western Uganda...where i currently rot.

Argh..i can't decide. Everything feels boring. And I will not ramble on! I am certain I have the wit and charm and intelligence to come up with a fairly interesting blog. (That word blog reminds me of mr Bean. Can just picture him saying it. "Blog"..lol.) nevertheless..i can't decide now. Are you guys allowed to help? Someone do help. Give me ideas! 

About to publish my first post. Should i be excited? What type of person has a blog? Do they get excited for publishing a post? Man, whatever.

Welcome to 'Its steetime!'

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