Isn't it incredible how three whole years seemingly whizzed past without anyone actually noticing? Well noticing maybe, but not taking little notes in a little diary as we all should've done. Maybe it wouldn't have hit us right at the end with the force of a mini bombshell if we had. Ah well, a week ago I was dying to get done with these stupid tests and right now I feel like I can sit through ten times as many if only to get back to the old place in august with the rest of 'em lucky bastards.
I swear it seems like yesterday when we were these weeny little first years, all starry-eyed about living on our own and with set ideas about what is cool and what isn't. :D. Attending classes belonged to the latter category and so we all missed classes religiously. Of course it wasn't as funny when the sum total of our cgpa-s barely made 7 but we had a shitload of fun anyway.
Since I set out to be nostalgic and all, shrestha(/sithlord/stompy) can hardly escape a mention. To those who dont know her (and that includes even the ones who were actually present during our first sem at BITS, cuz she hardly ever left her room and preferred to watch movies/documentaries/sitcoms in peace rather than mingle with her batchmates who, according to her, had the collective IQ of a tapeworm) she was the awesome-est neighbour one could have. Apart from the fact that she was a walking imdb and a brilliantly reliable source of movies etc, she was the weirdest, wackiest, whiniest (throw in positively-insane-and-proud-of-it) person ever and I can go on writing but remain woefully unable to express just how much I miss that git.
I still haven't entirely forgiven her for scooting off to stanford as she did after passionate declarations to the contrary but I don’t think she particularly cares. So*heart*anyway.
Then there's ramu(/rithika/psychedelicgames). She remains the only one on campus who I can call a best mate and the rest can be deduced from the innumerable testimonials that I've written her over the ages. And there's a whole other string of memories there as well. For instance the day when we set out for panjim on an activa(just the two of us) to get karan(her boyfriend) a birthday gift. There were these embarassing moments when we were panting and heaving trying to kick-start the damn thing (cuz the auto start-up wasn't working) and she goes like "um dude…you're pushing…you're supposed to pull"... And this time when we went to 'Snips' (some kickass parlour there) and we were informed that just the 'top stylist' was available at the moment if we wanted something done. This was addressed to me and I went "oh...so will the top stylist do her too? ". I swear that none of this is made up. :D.
Aaand shilpa. Darling little shilpa. And her tumour of a nose (after you get over your first impression that she's wearing one of those false ones that come with glasses and a moustache and come up with an inconsequential 'there there' (?) :D). And her questions (so one night we're watching this particular video and she goes like "what is he doing?" *moves closer to the screen and stares with mouth open* "what exactly is he doing?" :| :| ). Aand her ability to socialise (:O). Aaand a million other things that are escaping me at the moment.
Then there's teesta. I should add a series of :O-s before I start on her. This was our very first conversation (I shall just copy the stuff I wrote for the yearbook thing for the benefit of those who haven’t read it).
Washroom; third semester; random day; 11.45 pm:
-silence, broken only by the sound of toothbrushes at work-
Teesta: hi...why do I get the feeling that you don’t like me?
Tonnishtha: chokes on a mouthful of paste and turns a very interesting shade of purple.
Yes. That particular anecdote was to tell you that this total nutjob (I’m suffering for adjectives here) is outspoken to a fault. And if I were to list the maddest moments I've had on campus, it would undoubtedly be with this insane…no…INSANE female. But AWESOME FUN as well. :D. The sudden whims, feverish attempts to lose weight (she'd be cursing me for writing this :D), the truckload of issues she has and this insatiable appetite for excitement (and she damn well doesn’t care just how she gets it). :D.
* forgive the messed up punctuation etc*
I shall miss you loads dude. Allll of you. Ten points if you can guess how much.
Phew! That was long.
Well by now, whoever's reading this shit will have passed away/resorted to banging their heads against the wall/made it their life's sole mission to track me down and strangle me/… So I shall stop and sign off with the inevitable...... Weevil love ye long time
