It's out.

The verdict is out. It's none of them. Eheh.

FunnyBoy's a friend. Nothing more, nothing less. Yeah, I did think I liked him. But, that was more because of the circumstances. You know, the ambience in Hookah and all. Plus the thrill of trying out something forbidden for the first time. He's nice and all, but no.

HotBum, on the other hand, is kinda boring. Now, that's just my own judgement. [Yeah, I judge guys. So what?] We've been talking on FaceBook and it's such a bloody effort making conversation, it's not even funny. I need a little wordplay for foreplay. Heh.

Oh, and this friend of mine in tuition told me she was advised to "stay away from him" because he apparently has this reputation of spreading nasty rumours about girls he barely knows. So I'm a little wary.

This post got me thinking. Why is it that I always like the losers? First there was TheJerk. He called, flirted, made plans to meet, and cancelled at the last minute because of "some theatre I'm doing". Again and bloody again. Hello? What is THIS nonsense.

Then there was Ice. He was a friend, okay. And we talked a lot because we both were going through the awkward limbo you're in when you've just shifted from, say, Delhi to Chandigarh. [Or Jallandhar in his case.] So, yeah. I developed a crush. And I think he liked me a little, too. Because things started taking a turn towards the "friends with benefits" thing. And it wasn't like I minded much. But, then I find out he's blurting stuff I've told him in confidence out to random people as conversation starters or something. *shakes head*

*sigh* I really do pick 'em, don't I?

Funny No More

What the hell. Just 2 days ago when I told P and G that I might like FunnyBoy, they were very gung-ho about it, saying we'd make a good couple and shit. And suddenly, out of the bloody blue, today when I reached CP after meeting GaGa and Poopin and Tharra and Dada, they're like, no. He's not good for you. That he's rude and cheap and not nice.

Hello? What about the "good vibes" that they got from this thing? Now, they say he's sick because of basically two reasons.

a) He's contemptuous of people who've taken Commerce or Humanities.Well. That's hardly a reason to black-list him. LOTS of people feel that way. In fact, most Indians. And yeah, I don't agree with that view. But to each their own, man. He'll ultimately figure out that sciencies work harder, but earn much lesser in their starting packages than us commerce and humanities people. ; ]

b) He let's girls pay for him when he meets up with people.Okay. That IS cheap. I don't care about the letting GIRLS specifically pay for him vaala part. Just the fact that he doesn't pay for his share.But then again. He's living alone with another guy right now. His dad's outta the country and his (step)mom's in Bombay. He's on a tight budget because his Dad doesn't give him too much allowance. Frugality or something. I don't know.
Yeah, he COULD avoid going out so frequently or something. Self-respect and all.Actually, I don't really have complaints regarding that. We both paid, both the times we met. So. Yeah.

Oh, and G also said that he stinks. And that he whispers bad jokes during Maths class which apparently shows disrespect for their teacher. Oh. Okay. So, I should not like him because of that.

Decisions, Decisions.

Yeah, so I'm kinda confused between these two guys right now. One's a friend in Delhi I rcently re-met and the other's in my Maths and Eco tuitions. Prospects look good with both, actually. But, I'm not really sure which one I like better.

Delhi guy, a.k.a. FunnyBoy, is a lot of fun. Abhi when I met him in Delhi, we met. And I've never thought of him in anything other than a totally platonic way, okay. But, I don't know. Maybe it was the dim lighting and the way I had to look upto him while ensconced on the sofa and he had to look down at me through his fringe. Maybe the fact that he's 6'2" to my 5'8" and I feel SO good standing next to him because I feel small and not-big. Which is basically the same thing, but yeah. Or maybe the fact that I had my first sorta-date with him. It was also the first time he missed a FIITJEE class. Basically to meet me. So, I'm pretty sure there IS some amount of liking.

Tuition Guy, a.k.a. HotBum, is hot. I don't really know him that well. Not at all, actually. The first time we talked was on the last day of Maths tuition (after which I went to Delhi and thought I liked FunnyBoy). I sat next to him. And since the benches are joint, we were practically joined from the hip down. Nayeece. ; D Yeaaah. So, he started talking to me about something related to Eco tuition. And we talked and chuckled on stoopid stuff throughout. Then I went to Delhi and he sent me friend request on FaceBook. And I wrote on his wall. And we're talking, now. He's cute. = ]

No verdict, yet.

To The Beginning [Prologue?]

I'm 17 years old. Born in Chandigarh. Lived in Chandigarh till the middle of the 6th grade, then shifted to Delhi, and shifted back to Chandigarh in the middle of the 11th grade. I'm what they call a tomboy. Heterosexual. Love reading. Love playing football. Love figuring out how stuff works before reading the manual. Love getting dirty. Pun might be intended. ; D

Soooo...yeah. I'll fill you in with the rest as and when I get to it.