Showing posts with label Crush-To-End-All-Crushes [CTEAC]. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Crush-To-End-All-Crushes [CTEAC]. Show all posts

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Past, Present, Future.

DU has HOT stuff. Correction : Hot TALL stuff. I LOVE this place!


Also, I think my past* is hell-bent on following me around. An ex-crush of mine is a senior in my college. Another one is going to Khalsa. Crush-To-End-All-Crushes is in Hindu. And that’s not all. There is this one guy who up and bloody left Engineering in Illinois State and is now in Hindu. True story.

ANYWAY! My classes haven't really started poori tareeke se. I have huge gaps in my timetable which is AWESOME because it means I can move about North Campus freely! Lovin’ the first few days of college.

 

*When I say past, I almost always mean unrequited like. Yeah, I’ve lead a sad, sad life.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

I should be in the gym right now but, I can't be bothered enough to get up and walk [Yeah, walk. Chandigarh, remember?] to the Club.

What I'm doing instead is flipping through my journal. Now, I've been writing in this one since the 6th of January, 2007 and most of it is filled with rants and general teenage angst. Some of the earlier entries are so cringeworthy, I feel like picking up a marker and editing stuff. And by editing I mean striking the whole thing off.

Some phases of my life that will make your eyes fall out from all the eye-rolling :-

Period: January, 2007
Description: Documenting every insignificant detail of my mundane 8th grade life a lá Mia Thermopolis
Example: 1.5 pages long entry about an aquarium in some airport
Eye-roll rating: 2/5

Period: February, 2007 - November 2008
Description: Unhealthy obsession with Crush-To-End-All-Crushes
Example: 3 pages long entry about how He hugged me on New Year's
Eye-role rating: 4.5/5

Period: January, 2009 - March, 2009
Description: Hindi translation of every entry to help with Hindi Board Exam
Example: Mera apne aap se vayda hai ki main ab se apne vichaar angrezi ke saath-saath Hindi mein bhi likha karoongi. Isse na keval bhasha ki shudhata evam manakta par dhyan diya jaayega...need more?
Eye-roll rating: 3/5


Now that we've succesfully established that I was a loser, I'll head to the gym! Not that it's making much of a difference. 3 weeks of gymming and all I've managed to lose is 60 grams. Seriously. -_-

Anyway. I'm off!


PS: Why is CBSE hell-bent on fucking with our lives? It hasn't even declared the date for the results, yet! Result nikalna to door ki baat hai.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Grow UP.

Why why WHY does this happen?

Just when I finally start to really like a guy, I find something about him that puts me off. I mean, I know Rocky thinks grammar is of absolutely no use while writing and he uses those annoying short forms like "ma" for "my" and "da" for "the" on facebook. Also, almost everything he posts on his guy friends' walls is followed by "bro". Case in point: "Thanx bro. How are you bro?" Ugh.

And that's okay. Loads of people write like that. S'not a problem. But, what I found out IS.

He's shorter than me.

I know, I know. You're prolly wondering why I hadn't noticed that in all this while. The thing is, we're almost always sitting. In tuition. Even when we're waiting to be picked up outside tuition, we're always sitting on somebody or the other's scooty or on the steps or something. Or one of us is sitting and the other is standing. And he looked tall enough. Imagine my surprise when I stand next to him and find that he doesn't come up to the mark. Quite literally.

I'm 5'8" and a half. And I've always been kinda conscious of my height. [That and my shoe size, 9. S'not MY fault I'm tall. And it's not really an anomaly! Bloody shopkeepers with their astonished looks and "itna BADA pair kaise kar liya aapne?!" Nonsense.] Ek to because I was always the tallest one in my class in Sanskriti. [Didn't matter so much in Carmel, because all of us were kids, then. So.] I was the tallest till the 9th gade when everybody started shooting up. Thank God. [There was only ONE guy who was always taller than me. He was my crush to end all crushes. Liked him for 3 bloody years. He's gone and turned into a jerk, now. But, whatever.]

The point is, I always used to WAIT for the 11th and 12th grades because I thought I wouldn't be the tallest one anymore. But then, we shifted to Chandigarh. And I got admitted into an all-girls school. So, yeah. I'm the tallest again. [Along with another girl who has the same first name as mine. What's in a name, my ass. Maybe it is the name.]

All my hopes rest on college, now. 5 months to go...