Wistful Thinking

Today, after class, me and my friends, the three of us, went to get some momos. Thats an East-Indian delicacy, just incase you didn't know. I didn't want to eat any.. so well, the two of them stood at the counter and got some.. and JUST when M started to eat hers.. this one guy from our class, a real cute one too.. calls her.
So she handed her plate to me and went up to him.




Apparently, he asked her out.






For the third time.




And when she said no the third time, he..


wait for it...



.. he started CRYING.




Is it just me or does the rest of the world think of this universally PATHETIC gesture as lame?
And pathetic, but I already mentioned that.


M looked pretty disturbed.


Because she "made someone cry".




For the love of GAWD, why?


Maybe it's just wistful thinking on my part, but this is like, the millionth instance of a guy from my class asking M out.

Wow.


No, really. Wow.



I'm a bit jealous, but she's my friend, so I guess I need to look at it nicely/positively.



But still.


He cried, you guys.



Oh, by the way. N was eating her momos and talking to me the whole time.


And I was standing there holding M's momos looking like an idiot.

It's been the longest "year" ever.

I just read my previous post (posted in Jan) and it's been almost a year! 30 days more and the 365-day-absence mark would have been achieved.

Well, thankfully, not.

Um.

So, I guess you guys are raring to hear what all happened with me. Here's a super-short summary:

1] Twelfth grade, FIRST TERM (OMIGOSH)
2] Twelfth grade, SECOND TERM (on right now! OMIGOSH, twice)
3] Death and grief. Loads of it.
3] My IQ dropped by another 50 points. I think it'll go in the negative next year.
4] Flab - LOTS of it.
5] A weird aversion towards mathematics. I used to love it in tenth grade. What happened?
6] An obsession with my hair.
7] Frequent mood swings - wanting to get my hair straightened permanently, wanting to let it remain curly cos I love it so... stuff.
8] WANTING to buy a new phone.
9] Trying to improve my grammar and all that weird jazz.



Oh, and I'm going to comment on various TOPICS, so, hear hear.


Life:
* Is good. I have a nice bunch of friends, nice teachers, and a not-so-nice school syllabus.
I don't need to elaborate, do I?

* I have stopped caring about orkut and my 'fans'.
Totally! Infact, I might just delete my profile there.

* I have started tweeting instead. Yet to start caring about my 'followers'.
I used to hate twitter. I mean, I dislike it.. but there's something weirdly weird about having to write max. 160 characters. It's almost like a challenge. For jobless people like me.


Romance:
* I'm past my internet-crush days. Photoshopping is too widespread.
Oh jeez.

* I like a guy.
I still haven't mustered enough courage to tell him about it.
No, it's not rejection I'm afraid of; I'm afraid of my FRIENDS kicking my ass. Cos they HATE him. Some weird drama thing. I'll elaborate on that someday, although let me tell you, it's not that interesting.
Why DID he have to get into that tiff? Life is a bitch.

* Just looking at him makes my heart go whooooosh!
No, really. He's tall, dark and handsome. And ridiculously.. well, stupid. Not too cute, but since he's my crush, I'm supposed to gush about how cute he is. Oh, well.

Come to think of it, the only reason I'm insecure about telling him is.. well, my weight. He's really skinny, and I'm the exact opposite of that.

Still.

* Okay, so I'm one of those girls now.. the kind that thinks that.. well, that Ranbir Kapoor is CUTE!
I can't help it! He IS pretty darn good looking!

Tuition:
* FUN!
I went to M's house today and we had LOADS of fun.. haha, good times, good times!
She hit me with a ruler (scale).. and a while later, it broke. =P
No, it wasn't because of me. She sat down and didn't notice it there. It broke it half.
Oh and Ne had the best time too! Apparently, she'd gone to India gate with her bf (puchi-time) and haha, we were discussing that.. oh and M got slippers from Puma. It was REALLY pretty too - green satin with a white sole. KICKASS!

* Accountancy and Economics Classes started again today. Fun, fun.


Miscellaneous Stuff:
* I have an english exam.. and I can't bring myself to start studying!

* I have math homework. Goosebumps.

* I finally know how to tweeze! AND tweet! WOOHOO!

* OMIGAWD I realised that I made this blog during the eleventh grade. And I'm in twelfth grade now. *faints*
Time runs. You know, the cheetah kind.




So long, y'all.
N.



Psst.. I didn't name my crush, did I? It's N.
*wink wink*

Nail Paint.

So, I dunno why the hell, but I have this sudden thing for nail paint. And its not like I spend a lot on nail paint. I just have like, 3 colours, that’s it. I have Red, Rose Wine, this other shade of red, the transparent one, then this one glittery one, then this one other glittery one. Okay, I don’t know math. No arguing on that
So anyway, I just finished applying this coat of the rose wine thigy. It’s basically a shiny type of pink colour. I really like it but it doesn’t go with my skin colour. That’s sad, but its okay nevertheless.

Now basically, my room isn’t soundproof and it isn’t like I live alone AND my mum sleeps right in the room outside. I mean, the rooms are interconnected, yes? Yes. So anyway, whenever mum hears me typing and all, she goes all crazy and she gets really tensed and suddenly, she’ll be like, “[insert my name], are u working on the internet? Are you chatting?” and I’ll be like, “NO mom, I’m NOT on the internet, I’m NOT orkutting, facebooking or chatting. I’m just tying some stuff. “
You know, my mum gets this fixation thingy cos of reading newspapers in which journalists who have no lives of their own bitch about how bad the internet is and about how HONESTLY bad social networking sites are and about how that poor Arushi kid was influenced by Orkut and by SMSing and all. Bullshit.

Well, I’m not the kind of person that;d go on swearing bouts, but I HAVE to confess, I DO swear at people in my mind. Nowadays. I think its cos of all the influence. You cant listen to someone saying fuck or chootiya or chod again and again and not get used to the word so much that you want to use it in certain situations. I mean, yeah.

So, this really great friend is going out with another really great friend. Lifes gone a bit haywire cos of that. This is cos, well.. since both of them are MY great friends, they’re confused, whether or not they should temme stuff they don’t like about the other person cos they believe that I’ma tell the other person, which is basically not true, but who gets the point?
So anyways, I’m not really bothered. I mean, I cant make a person want to tell me something he/she doesn’t want to. Haina?

Theres this one guy at school. I think hes the biggest male whore and was the worst thing that happened to earth since chin-clefts. Honest. Chin-clefts SUCK! Incase you don’t know what I’m taking about, try picturing this: a face-ass/face-butt. Makes sense, yes? Well. That weird butt like thing you have on yer chin. No, not YOU. Certain people. Like Diana Hayden or Preity Zinta or Aishwarya Rai or people like that. Yeah, basically, those things suck. But going back to the topic, hes the biggest male whore, I firmly believe so. End of the topic. Good night. Shabba Khair. Whatever that means. :/

OMGG xD

I just cant HELP typing this, but my friend has a crush on this new guy at school. !

******** (it’s supposed to be a line, you dimwit!)

Now, I’d HAVE been like that NOW also, except that my friend has TOTALLy gone overboard with the crush thingy. Lets cal this guy ABC and hullo! She talks about him, breathes ABC, eats ABC. Uhh. Well, anyways. I got REALLY mad at her today and decided to ignore her for a change. And guess WHY she likes him? Cos.. err, they have the same religion or something. Something as vague and dumb as that. She was dumb enough to check his bag (how UNcool!) and she ALSO blamed me, saying ki I wasn’t even TRYIng to help her in any way. Oh yeah?

Well. So.. anyways, this new guy, oh hell, every single person likes him. HEY, not me! I cant see that thing in him, although hes a nice nice wala human being. Kinda. Oh well, LOL, a bit brainy too. But no comments, I’m talking about my friend here, not him. :/

So she goes on and on about how he *apparently* gave her a NIIICe si smile when she walked past him and all that stuff, which makes me GIGGLE, btw. But this didn’t. I jus rolled my eyes and was like, “so?”

So yeah. And then I decided to tell her straight on that she was going a bit too weird on the ABC issue, like, this might be the thousandth time I;m telling her this and she was like, OMG I cant believe YOU are saying this, I thought u’d be the most helpful one and I’m like, “yes man I’m tryna be helpful but too much of anything is good for nothing, remember the golden saying?”
Her: yeah whatever
Me: *rolls eyes*

~ SO yeah. Whatever.