The Newbie

After weeks of reading other peoples blogs, i decided to go out on a limb and try my hand at it.
In highschool(quite a long time ago) i despised compositions and inshas and anything that would require me to make up a story because once i got started formulating and telling a story i found it hard to draw a story to a close, so most of my stories would be just left hanging, that may show lack of planning, but hey, i aint no John Grisham, and also because they had a time limit and had to me maked and marks awarded,Nway i digress.
You know the feeling that overwhelms you when you pitch camp at a whole new environment? I remember that feeling, i remember(probably my earliest memory) being left by mommy in class one in this strange environment where everyone was crying except for me(i wish!!). I doubt this is a true memory because it was probably aided by the many photos that wer taken at that time. Starch filled khaki shorts that felt as if they would break at the smallest attempt to bend them, the shiny bata toughees shoes that i tried so hard not to bend( you know when you walk a fold forms right in the middle which soon develops to a crack..), the smell brand new books, well at least almost since most if not all the books i used wer passed down from my elder brother who is two years ahead of me. Aaah the the good old days!
Now im all grown up, but the overwhelming feeling has yet again come over me as i post my first posting(lol aint english wierd) in my brand new blog.....
Welcome to my world, Ngares World