It's not even full 48 hours since I updated my blog. But it seems like a long time. This kind of time tracking thing is very new for me. I usually never care about time. But it is different with writing blogs. Whenever, my mind is a bit out of studying, I feel like writing blogs. I get this feeling even at school. I think that's why no school here has got this tech facility. Of course, we have 2 huge computer labs. But, it's not like sitting in front of your own laptop. And secondly, schools don't allow students to write blogs in midst of class, do they? So, I can't just wait to rush back home and sit in front the computer, google opened with 3-4 usual tabs and a new tab in case of studying.( of course, I study often)
Edit 1 : This is something I wrote a long time ago. repurposing for entertainment purposes. any harm thus caused isn't intentional; it happens to be a byproduct. Nobody knows how old BK Uncle is. Some say he's 60; some say he's awaiting his 80th birthday next month. He's been around for a long time. "Long time" might not seem so long, but for this young flat, it feels like an eternity. Old BK seemed nice; he'd converse with anyone he encountered. The four W's never mattered until they came out of him. People got used to his habits, like any obedient student would in an assembly. Well, most people. My interactions with BK Uncle have been quite amusing on my end and irritating on his. Incidentally, most of my interactions with BK Uncle happen on Saturdays. Probably because that's when I'm home, and I take a stroll in the lobby. Not so long ago, I'd play with my friends in the same lobby—it didn't matter what day of the week it was. Times...
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