Ms

i cant believe it. i actually have a LIFE here.i know…big surprise. i am the personification of the term LOSER/GEEK/NERD…and now im doing things which-hold on tight-NORMAL people do. yep. so hell HAS frozen over. twice.

yesterday i spent the whole day with stephanie, walking around campus, heading to town, talking a whole lot. thursday i had dinner out of a can with steph, neha and madhavi while watching hitch. i was in line waiting to get my key, and i make friends with a Mexican(whose name i cant, even after much effort, pronounce), 2 Yankees, 2 Oz, a canadian and this dude from dubai. after dinner with steph and neha, neha and i had to walk back in the dark, thats when we met the Nigerian guy who hated walking, but was kind enough to walk us back to our dorms.Just when i thought i was gonna hit the sack, 2 guys from the FB union or something, come knocking on my door and start talking. James, Mark and i had very interesting conversations actually from politics, to feminism, to bar tending…and then Gaya from Canada joined us. So we ordered pizza, and James, the resident bar tender, made us drinks and we just sta and talked about a whole lot of stuff which would make you tilt your head and think, and then tilt your head and give up.

its all good. just know…its only a matter of time before i switch back and thats when it starts raining in paradise.

I hate shopping. And I hate reine for making me shop with her. Let me re-phrase… I hate shopping with chicks. it has revealed  very demeaning traits of the female nature, which I am very proud to say that I have not inherited.

WHY do they need to look in half a billion shops when they KNOW that in 499 999, 999 of those shops they do not want that item. Like when she and I were in this shop and they were selling this excruciatingly cool top, but the price was too dear. So I said to her, “Reine,” I said, “This top is excruciatingly cool, but the price is too dear.” And she tells me to try it on, but again I tell her that I will never buy it. And she says, “Just try it on anyway?” WHY? So that I know how I would look in it, so that I can get all huffed because its too expensive and go home bemoaning my prudence? That’s why girls are so depressing.

WHY are they so goddamn, throat slitting, knee scraping, tongue biting, finger clawing  INDECISIVE?? They will spend half their life time in the dressing room trying on ONE pair of jeans, and when they come out about 50 years later, they look at themselves and be all like, “How do I look? Do I look fat? I mean from this angle I do? But not from this. But if most people look at me from here, then its not so bad. BUT it does not bring out my colour. Yet to a certain extent, it enhances my natural hue. So its good for my colour, but not so good for my hips, yet its alright for my ass. Hmm, what to do, what to DO? Ah, I don’t think I will buy it? Or maybe I should, what do you think?” and I say through my grinding teeth, “I think you look GOOD. I am not LYING. I think you should buy it.”

And then they look all depressing and start moaning, “But it makes me look faaaaat!” so get liposuction honey, I honestly don’t give a damn and neither does the world. POINT is, just decide. FAST.

WHY are they not focused? You gotta shop the way you lead life. With purpose and a mission. So shop only when you need to. Don’t just walk into a shopping center not knowing what you want, and having a flitting fancy for a pair of jeans or a shirt. If you need jeans, then get jeans! Know which shops you have no reason to look in. don’t go into a shop because you (high pitched whiny voice) “Just HAVE to!” Know your price range, know what colors compliment you, what your size, you know…all the vital stats. ITS THAT EASY YOU IMBECILES.

One more thing…WHY do they have to SAUNTER? Saunter into the jeans shop, saunter into the changing room, saunter out, decide you don’t want it. Saunter into another shop…it’s a whole PAINFUL regime.

Holler back if you hate shopping.

ANYWAY, for my secret admires who read my blog because they fear too much, and their heart simply aches to talk to me for they know I would NEVER be even VAGUELY be interested in them…here are my updates:

1. I have been having a very interesting time. Going out a whole lot, eating loads. So not been a complete loser.
2. IM LEAVING SOON!!! WOO HOO! NO MORE HOT TROPICAL SEASONS!! NO MORE LAZING AROUND WATCHING BUFFY AND SIMPSONS!! NO MORE MISSING SLEEP FOR 2 DAYS AND SLEEPING FOR 3!! NO MORE COMING HOME AT STRANGE HOURS EATING CHIPS!!NO MORE…sigh. Depressing.

    3.   Pops fractured his ankle.

    4. MUTHU has gone back to Madras. very sad to know that my mountain folk have    forgotten me. to HELL with them. im gonna meet cool, hot, ang moh assholes when i get there.haha.i miss muthu. im back to eating cheese sanwiches. no more designer italian cuisine.