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.

So, FINALLY! School re-opened! Yay!

Yeah! How desperate can I be? I wanted school to reopen cos I was indulging in VERY unhealthy practices while school was closed. Like, I ate full-full tubs of ice cream; I slept late and woke up later; I ate too much junk food; I started working on the internet more because, OBVIOUSLY, I wasn’t going to do my homework; I was in my PJs all day, which makes me EVEN more lethargic.
Yeah. So, well, today, there weren’t many people in the bus. HA! I got a window seatbut MAN! Was it COLD or what?! I was getting goose bumps and all. It was a VERY winday day today.


The bus reached school late, at around 7: 57 or something. And I had around 3 minutes to actually get outta the bus, go to my classroom, say hey hey to friends, take out my diary and go to the field for the assembly. :/
Well, I made it, anyways. In the assembly, I got called, for.. ahem, something nice. But well, it’s stupid to bask in yer past glories; that’s one thing you gotta learn after the 10th grade. So, yeah, I wasn’t ecstatic but my friends sure were. Haha. :P

And then we went back to class and it was economics. Sigh. Economics isn’t THAT bad, but accountancy and math are. :|
Studied, laughed, joked, studied a bit more, laughed a LOT, and.. yeah, had fun.
And THENNN.. Break time! =D

I love food. I can eat anything vegetarian, as long as it isn’t green, leafy and healthy. Yeah. So, I ate some kinda cheese-cheese-more cheese wala sandwich today. It was DELICIOUS!
And then we were randomly roaming around. Phir, we came back to class and we were claeed for a house meeting. It was awesomeeeee!

I’d like to add a VERY serious note here. Ya know, they had selected 4 people for the post of vice captain. Noiw, only 3 had to go forward, so a short survey types thing was conducted to see who was the least populkar. So, therer were 2 irls, 2 boys. Both the girls are very popular, but I liked only one of ‘em (for the post); the other one was (is) [I feel] pretty much irresponsible. You know, the carefree types. I mean, considering the post, I guess nominee no.2 was a better option. So, when ma’am was like, “Who all want [insert her name] to be nominated?”, I didn’t raise my ahnd. Like, you know the routine, don’t you. Her closest friends raised their hands. Then the guys, copying the girls, raised their hands. It was funny, really. But my hands were down, and the bandi, she was like, looking at me. Probably grinding her teeth and getting mad at me, I’m sure. SO, well, the headboy was like, “Haath ni utha re kya?” And I was like, nope.

Then came the second girls name and my hand went up.

Then the third and the fourth name. I kept my hands down. It’s stupid to follow people for just like everything. I mean, have a mind of yer own, jeez! :|

Okay, so, this was the serious bit. Umm, so, yeah, we came back, and it was Business Studies period. OMIGAWD! That teacher HATES me, I tell ya. Completely. She’s the adult literacy club teacher too, and MAN! She gets pissed off at me, like, THIS soon. (chutki wala soon)

And then school ended and I got into my bus and came back home and logged on to the internet, chatted for a bit. Then I went to sleep, went to tuition and all, came back, got mad at mom and yelled at her, drank tea, and Ive been typing this ever since. Okay, I’m done. This was my day was like. =D

And hey, I’m a moderator at this community. Do me a HUGE favour, and join, please. =)

Uncool is Cool


~So, the bottom line is, school reopened. Say yay! YAY! =D

You know, we cant study when we have stuff to gossip (read: Talk) about

ROFL So, like, I went to this friends house today. She had a few doubts in permutations, and its pretty hard when we study alone and all so I went over to help her. AND study for my English Exam the next day.
So yeah.
1:00 pm – I arrive at her house. All tired and huffing and puffing and stuff. :P
1: 10 pm –
Me: lets take a break till 1: 30
Her: No, 1: 35.
Me: LOL okay! :]
And then we watched the MTV Top ten songs n all. My friend LOVED this one song by Jay Sean (ugh) called Ride It. Like, at one point, in the song, he says “Ride it… I wanna fell u” types something. I repeated that and me and my friend were rolling on the bed, laughing out LOUD. Real Loud. XD
And, my friend has this little sister, shes in the fourth grade and the kid really didn’t get anything, but she laughed with us. XD
And then we watched the video of Rock star, by Nickleback. I didn’t get the video, it wasn’t especially interesting, but I LoveLoveLOVE the song! :)
I wanna be a ROCKSTARRR

=D

Anyway, it was 1 35. THEN, my phone rang and my friend was like, “chee, kitna ganda ringtonme laga rakha hai!” and I’m like.. yeah my memory cards corrupt so I gotta adjust with the ones tat’re already there in the phone. SO then, my friend got this BRIGHT idea, ki we record stuff and then we put it as the ringtone. We sang that one song from that Really fmous movie.
We sang this, in our EXTREMELY phatti hui aawazein:
“Rote hue.. aate hain sab.. hasta hua jo.. jayega.. wo muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar (HA!).. WO muqqadar (HA!), ka sikandar(HA!).. Jaanemann.. kehelayega!”

ROFL we were laughing real bad when we heard the thingy. And, then, suddenly:
My friend: OYE! Its 2 30! DUFFER! We haven’t even STARTED studying! :|
Me: Uh oh. =D

Well.. we didn’t study. We went to the study and, then, I stared telling her about how much I wanted o go for this movie with a friend but I couldn’t JUS cos my parents don’t want me to and all.. :|

Anyway.. yeah, surprisingly, it was 4 30 by the time we evenm STARTED studying. My friend was like, “Bass, I’m gonna FLUNK tomorrow mann, I mean, humne KUCH ni padha!”
Me: Haan yaar. Chhod yaar, be optimistic. :]
Her: Heh. XD

So then, it was time for tuition and all.. we went to tuition and I couldn’t evben CONCENTRATE cos I was SO Sleepy and tired. I was yawning continuously. Sigh.

Then, well, kya hua? Bas, my friend (the one that had a crush on this new guy at school) was like, gimme his number! Now, shes my best friend, so I declined, like IMMEDIATELY. I mean, wtf! She was (is) SO badly in love with him (ARGH!) that she even stooped as low as wanting to emotionally blackmail me to get his number. I just hope I don’t succumb to her blackmailing. Meanwhile, my friend, whos been listening to our conversation n all the whole time is like:
Her: Why is she such a despo
Me: Aise mat bol yaar. Its just that hes her first crush and stuff.
Her: SO? I wouldn’t ask for his number just cos I wanted to stare at it. And she has such filmy, stupid reasons
Me: Enough! Mai kuch nahi sunne waali uske khilaaf. I mean, yer right, but YAAR! I cant help it ! shes my friend. Well. Samjhaana toh mera kaam hi hai.
Her: Yeah.. yer right.

And then we said g’bye and went our ways. I mean, wegotta go in two different directions while going home, so yeah. Hmm. =D :]

~ I have an English exam tomorrow. HELP! Somebody! ANYBODY!

***silence***
Anybody there? *echoes*

Fine.

Hmm. :\

Hah. SO this incident happened, at tuition today, which made me, err, ponder about people and their tastes and all.

Enter: this one guy, 2nd year college. The only thing which made me look at him was his ear-piercing thingy, which was kinda cute.
Seated: (near my friend who is his neighbour)
So, these people talk and I was, like, sitting there like an idiot. Who also talked, btw.

Sigh, so by the time class ends, my friend tells me that this guy, lets call him K, has a HUGE crush on this one bandi, lets call her M. So, she was like yaar will u tell M? I’m, like, scared.
Me: Yeah sure.
Ak: Phew! Thanks yaar!
Me: Hmm.. this is so stupid, though. You mean, he just LOOKED at her, and he was like okay I like her?
Ak: Yeah.
Me: *rolls eyes* that’s.. daft. :/

So, just so you know, M is this bandi who is pretty according to the modern sense, but according to me, she just has cheekbones that are too high and eyebrows that are way too, high? Yeah.. I mean, pointed :)).. I mean, the first impression she gives is that of being, er, fake. But she’s pseudo-nice+sweet. :]

So I told M and she was like, usne poocha to hoga na? Mere bare mein? KUCH toh? (He must have asked about me? Something? Anything?)
So I was like, nope, he just liked you and wanted you to know.

M: *snorts* lalla (I have NO idea what that means and I don’t like using that word; its not a swear word, btw]
M: (to me and this other banidi, S) yaar tum log batao.. maine haan kehna chahiye ya na?
Me: Merese mat pooch, maine use aaj hi pehli baar dekha hai plus mereko aaj tak kisi jaane hue bande [i]Like[/i] hi nahi kiya, random people.. HA! Door ki baat. XD
S: *shakes her head*
M: Pakka?
S: achha nahi hai.
Ak: Hmm. Sahi keh rahi hai
Me: Maze karna hai to haan kehde. Kya jaa raha hai? Tut oh use like bhi nahi karti, ya know.
M: haan…. :\

So, isn’t it stupid? I mean, this guy likes her Jus cos she’s pretty? Well, guys being guys, they WILL do that. But HEY! Isnt that the cheapest thing ever? I think it is. If you don’t think so, then you may go to hell (choose the other path, as in Wordsworth’s poem and you’ll reach yer destination: hell). Bleh.

~ Gee. To mehself. HooHaa. India? :|

Amreeka. And American accents.

Gulp. Why am I so sleepy right now?
…
Oh forget it. Being unwell just addles my brain. Wait, is that word right?
Hmm. That reminds me. Some people are SUCH despos. Honestly.. sigh. There’s this bandi at tuition who’ll go like.. “heyyyy babyyyyy” everytime u say hey hey to her, I mean like, DUH! She talks with SUCH a fake American accent. It makes me wanna laugh. I mean, HEY! It takes hell loads of control to NOT laugh. Believe you me, you’ll probably want to record her .. err, sentences and upload it on the internet - I wanted to. But, er, well. Don’t ask.
LOL.. she thinks she’s the owner of the universe. Now, I’m not really concerned, cos I know she isn’t, anyways.

Psst.. u know what? A few years back, I’d have been like.. “owner’ESS’ of the universe”
Yes people I was never good at languages. :]

You know, if you ever saw that one episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, where Monica and Phoebe have some weirdo friend who went away to England and now she has this HUGE British accent and that’s why they don’t like talking to her.
Well, the only difference here is, that the bandi may not have WATCHED English movies, let alone have lived in Amreeka. XD

You know, Amreeka reminds me of Australia and.. that reminds me of 8th grade. We had this guy called Sameer. He was a NRI.. and he’d been born and brought up in Aus. Aussie, he was! Didn’t know a WORD in Hindi, whoa! He spoke with SUCH an accent. But the guy had THE bestest handwriting ever. I mean, he wrote like one of those professional artists, u know, all curly curly, like in those Cursive Handwriting books? =D
Well, the kids made fun of him. A lot. But not TOO much, ya know, where the kid gets scared and doesn’t come to school at all. They minded him pretty well. Ab, Australia (read: amreeka) se hoga to mind karenge hi na?
So this guy had a nose like a HAWK. Yeah, totally. I used to wonder why MY nose was like a potato. I mean, anything except a potato! Well, I’m HUMAN! I’ll OBVIOIUSLY be envious of things, people, and, er, noses. :/

So.. hmm. I was suddenly reminded of him. The guy wrote his own 2-page autobiography. (Heh, 2 page).. I wrote an autobiography of a dog. NO! Not mine. I sed a dog. As in, the animal. Well, either ways, we never talked to each other. I was just a shy little fat kid. And he was.. err, goonga, I think. I don’t think I heard his voice, except when he had to speak in the morning assembly. Yeah.
Well, that’s it. I told you right in the beginning, didn’t I? These fevers addle my brain.

~ Need to go polish my shoes now. Help, anyone? :]