I - not a talker, not witty nor charming or any great talented conversationlist. A phrenic-mental-blabber with possible psychosomatic effects, perhaps? Yes, definitely!
The Paper and pen are components that usually contribute to a confession box block of general ramblings.; and so now this extends to blogging, on recommendation of someone I once knew (or thought I knew!!!). Nevertheless, my scramblings on papers which I once called my ‘handwriting’, has finally lost all legibility for it to be deciphered. So no wonder I now decide to type a daily dose of my random ‘blah’. I don’t know whether that accounts to me being an introverted extrovert or an extroverted introvert???!!
The name of this blog block, I owe to a friend from university (you know who you are 
). From a time when the morning lecture would be a session of us both passing each other scramblings of our grumpy tales and rants, about morning travel on London transport, stupid students, too-keen-to-make-friends students, freaky students, psycho students, lazy students, copycats, greek lecturers who rambled on in double-dutch, the freezing air conditioning, slow computers, connection problems, java issues, the smell of piss down a particular corridor, a guy with too much gell in his hair, a girl with too much lipgloss on, as well as complaints on all other obscenities of life; all titled under the heading of “The Daily Adventures of Sofia and ….”
So…here I mark it’s comeback post my quarter-life-crisis whilst my mental crisis ensues.
