ode to the hostel life

its time that i wrote about something other than tennis updates.........so i'm going to start off this writing session by writing about my college and hostel. well i study in a college in one of the most beautiful touristic sites in india.....atleast i thought that was the case untill i actually landed here. going to beaches is a distant dream, i've hardly stepped out of my college campus. this place is beautiful only as long as you are visiting and not living here. i reside in a girls hostel........an extremely fun place to be in. just day before yesterday, five of us stood in the corridor in utter darkness and completely destroyed and massacred some songs. it was so much fun. who needs guys at these times? girl company can be so much fun, i discovered only after moving here. and then there is the perrenial gossip. a major topic of gossip and discussion is THE INSTITUTION......lets call them XXX.........ooooooh do we love talking about them. they are these group of completely idiosyncratic, narcissist and self absorbed people..........am i being a bit too harsh. doesn't matter, i'm sure that they can deal with it. but seriously, they are this bunch of kids( though they might no longer classify in this category, i guess that they all must be over 18) who bitch about each other behind each other's backs. m and n have infact actually bitched about p in front of me. p is probably the nicest of the bunch, not probably, she is the nicest of all of them. wait wait wait........ i'm talking about THE XXX in my precious blog.....they are not worth wasting print space for. i was talking about my life in my hostel and my college. well i generally like the hostel life except for the intense stench of hypocrisy all around. kind of stagnates the atmosphere........ god....whats wrong with me???????this was supposed to be a jolly blog and look at all the depressing topics i'm talking about......
well lets start afresh. hostel life is pretty nice. except not getting to enjoy all the pamperings of my mom and dad.........but i guess that bereavement from the nest is something that every youngling has to go through( heeheehaahaa i can't believe that that crap was typed by my fingers. maybe i should try out a career as a shrink or something of that sort......i'm good at this). well my corridor is pretty nice. there are these times when me and ds and mp and sneha(she was the only one sporting enough to allow me to use her proper name) just start dancing(mp's a great dancer........the way she moves must be setting so many guys hearts aflutter) and singing(ranging from nursery rhymes to bon jovi to the my and sneha's current fav "you're beautiful" to classic songs(my forte). and we render such horrid renditions of these songs that if the composers heard us they would probably skin us alive and boil us in oil......just so wanted to use that phrase.......my friends think that i'm addicted to death and gore just because of the kind of poetry i write........but i beg to differ. true i'm fascinated but then i can write happy stuff too.........like now. anyway need to end this bracket, is a rather long one). another aspect of me that i learnt after moving here is that cleanliness isn't one of my virtues........but irritating people is...........or so sneha and ds say. mp hates my style of cleaning so much that she has actually snatched the broom from my hand twice and swept it for me. not that i mind that action once in a while but now she doesn't do it anymore. (no worries though, get it done by the ecoclean people, charge me 20 bucks for it........)
before i forget, i have to, have to, have to, talk about laxmi( she luvs being called that). i like her. i admire her. she can be a pushover at times. though she's much better at not being bullied into doing things nowadays.(ladies and gentlemen please standup and give a standing ovation to me......atleast i think i should get one, what say lakshmy?)she got this amazing storehouse of polished swear words that she frequently utilises. she has amazing vocab and gk that can amaze anyone. a pro when it comes to jammin(compared to me anyone's a pro). she is the most popular girl on our campus and actually has two guys vying for her affections(keep it on). she says that she doesn't believe in any superstition other than drishti. hey........this is becoming a testimonial for lakshmy rather than describing the fun times we have spent together.....cheeeeez..not happening......lets see......welllllllll she claims to have eaten 20 strawberries today, but me and some others finished off atleast 10, i'm more than sure of it................maybe i'll write an entire post about her sometime later on.......someone should enjoy reading it....
next we come to rachana.............can she sleep.....she sleeps and sleeps and then sleeps some more. her visits to the ground floor have become sparse(yes rachana, u got it right.........i'm complaining). she gave me chickoo today. thank you for that. when she came here she weighed a mesly 38.8 kgs. she claims to have gained some weight, but seriously one can't really tell the difference. she is a genius when it comes to physics. she can dance but she wants to learn some fisherwoman dance.........huh....
then there's lae, she's another genius at physics..........there are too many geniuses around me........not a good situation.....anyway she's my gossip source. she gets me the juiciest and most scrumptious pieces of gossip. she also had this major crush on her physics teacher whom she also derides for his complete lack of hygiene or so i'm told. she also has these really devilish ideas and is currently sitting behind me and thinking up plans to play pranks on some guys......
i'm bored. this is not the kind of stuff i usually write about.....life as we are living it.......blah blah blah blah......
maybe my friends are right................
maybe i'm some kind of psychotic maniac who thrives on writing about gore...........
or maybe getting up at 3:30 to do the darn subject of eg is taking its toll now...................
whateva be the case.........i'm goin to end this blog right here right right now!!!!!!
or maybe a few lines and moments later
i'm thinking of putting up a post about my school friends........wotsay?
naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
that'll be equally boring.............
i'm sorry guys but none of u are that ineteresting to write about......i'd rather devote blogspace to wriring about lets see.........tennis.....
here's to our everlasting(hopefully) friendships and unforgettable hostel lives...........
signing off waiting to go back home(yes back to mom and dad).............
xoxo
rambler