Things haven't been quite the same. There are so many parallel stories to keep track of, and I quite have managed to embed them in my mind for this post. I'm hoping.
So yesterday was an eventful day to say the least. In chronological order:
1) College.
2) Meet an old friend and hitching up a ride till Delhi Cantt. to meet Faujistan.
3) Helping LB's case + WrigglyPoo's shock.
4) Meeting TweetTwit after all.
5) Meeting Faujistan's friends. A whole huge mention is necessary.
6) Champion's League viewing with the dost log.
7) More LB and Wriggles.
8) Screw ups.
9) Siesta.
Quite a handful/mouthful.
1) College.
I went to college with MM and The One, as usual. We attended classes, bunked a few and had a regular banter with the others. LB and Wriggles were present along with SS, and it was an alright affair so to speak.
2) Meet an old friend and hitching up a ride till Delhi Cantt. to meet Faujistan.
I finally met SS's cousin after a long time and it was a brilliant reunion so to speak. That rich ass jerk had to buy a shitload of Apple products, and was kind enough to give The One and I a ride to the Indian Army residency: The Delhi Cantonment. Fun shit.
3) Helping LB's case + WrigglyPoo's shock.
The One had a brilliant idea. He took my phone and texted LB to call me on a particular number. And who might that number belong to? None other than WrigglyPoo. For those who aren't the brightest of tubelights, LB was and is infatuated to ol' Wriggles. and The One had already confessed it to her, LB being quite unaware of the fact. I like The One's manipulative yet non-malicious mind after all.
4) Meeting TweetTwit after all.
Faujistan, The One and I kept brushing aside TweetTwit purely because he's an idiot. He went to a gaming parlor and kept bugging us to come there. And after an hour of convincing him that we were on our way, we felt sorry for lonely butt and did finally go. And came back after 10 mins. Such a waste of time and energy. But this is an integral part of the story. Patience dear readers.
5) Meeting Faujistan's friends. A whole huge mention is necessary.
This is probably the best story of the lot. After leaving TweetTwit, we went to meet a friend of Faujistan's. Let's call her JaatBoi. And to leave no stones unturned, she's infact a chick. Sorry, a girl. It's wrong to objectify women. The One and I had heard she's quite the awesome person, and no don't doubt she is; we just failed to see it. But it's okay, probably she thought we were weird and obnoxious as well, so it's cool. After the meeting, we had to meet another female. Let's call her ComfyDrunk or CD. faujistan called her through my phone and as soon as he heard her intoxicated tenor, he handed the phone to The One.
Sidebar: CD and Faujistan have been friends since a long time. Back to story.
She didn't recognize the difference in the voices of The One and Faujistan, and kept asking The One whether if she should sleep in the bathroom or not. Disappointing. We called up TweetTwit to join us for dinner and headed to his place. He had been starving for Dimsums, but Faujistan, the owner of the vehicle had said no. So we reached back to Faujistan's base, and we about to go up when CD calls faujistan again, asking him to meet her and make her sober. TweetTwit, being witty sometimes, stated what Faujistan had stated in his Guest Post: Brethren before wenches. I applaud him.
Now comes the saucy part. CD, in our opinion, wasn't drunk. She might have been a little high, but not drunk to say the least. TweetTwit asserts the fact for he's a semi pro. and The One told us that he's a semi pro for being around inebriated people.
The One, The One tells me, had high regards for CD through previous interactions with her. And now The One had totally lost faith in The One's ability to judge people.
Pity.
And And, she was speaking to her friend on the phone. She addressed her as, "Hey beb". HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. TweetTwit and I had the most amazing time imitating that sentence.
6) Champions' League viewing with the dost log.
After the aforementioned disappointments, all of us had dinner at Faujistan's. His mum is a brilliant cook, I forgot to mention. After dinner, we went to buy refreshments for the much awaited Bayern Munich vs Real Madrid encounter. Here TweetTwit was duped by a couple of 7 year olds and was the laughing stock for quite a period. We were joined by another friend, and we watched Bayern whoop Madrid's ass, right, left and center. Blissful moments these.
7) More LB and Wriggles.
After a half night's sleep at the Cantt. I left for college, where awaited saucier encounters. LB had read out a few of his poems to Wriggles. He had never showed any of his of his penmanship to any of us. I believe, is this the real life, or is this just fantasy. I LOVE QUEEN! And when MM, The One and I went to meet WrigglyPoo with LB, there was a tension in the air. A tension no one minds, a tension that serves as sweet pain. WIN.
8) Screw Ups.
Our college is quite a fuck up. We were suppose to do a course in Summer before leaving for The US. And our authorities decide not to offer it. why? Because they don't wish to. End of story. Tata. Sincerely, Mofos of the Century. FAIL.
9) Seista.
ZZZZZZZZZZ.
So yesterday was an eventful day to say the least. In chronological order:
1) College.
2) Meet an old friend and hitching up a ride till Delhi Cantt. to meet Faujistan.
3) Helping LB's case + WrigglyPoo's shock.
4) Meeting TweetTwit after all.
5) Meeting Faujistan's friends. A whole huge mention is necessary.
6) Champion's League viewing with the dost log.
7) More LB and Wriggles.
8) Screw ups.
9) Siesta.
Quite a handful/mouthful.
1) College.
I went to college with MM and The One, as usual. We attended classes, bunked a few and had a regular banter with the others. LB and Wriggles were present along with SS, and it was an alright affair so to speak.
2) Meet an old friend and hitching up a ride till Delhi Cantt. to meet Faujistan.
I finally met SS's cousin after a long time and it was a brilliant reunion so to speak. That rich ass jerk had to buy a shitload of Apple products, and was kind enough to give The One and I a ride to the Indian Army residency: The Delhi Cantonment. Fun shit.
3) Helping LB's case + WrigglyPoo's shock.
The One had a brilliant idea. He took my phone and texted LB to call me on a particular number. And who might that number belong to? None other than WrigglyPoo. For those who aren't the brightest of tubelights, LB was and is infatuated to ol' Wriggles. and The One had already confessed it to her, LB being quite unaware of the fact. I like The One's manipulative yet non-malicious mind after all.
4) Meeting TweetTwit after all.
Faujistan, The One and I kept brushing aside TweetTwit purely because he's an idiot. He went to a gaming parlor and kept bugging us to come there. And after an hour of convincing him that we were on our way, we felt sorry for lonely butt and did finally go. And came back after 10 mins. Such a waste of time and energy. But this is an integral part of the story. Patience dear readers.
5) Meeting Faujistan's friends. A whole huge mention is necessary.
This is probably the best story of the lot. After leaving TweetTwit, we went to meet a friend of Faujistan's. Let's call her JaatBoi. And to leave no stones unturned, she's infact a chick. Sorry, a girl. It's wrong to objectify women. The One and I had heard she's quite the awesome person, and no don't doubt she is; we just failed to see it. But it's okay, probably she thought we were weird and obnoxious as well, so it's cool. After the meeting, we had to meet another female. Let's call her ComfyDrunk or CD. faujistan called her through my phone and as soon as he heard her intoxicated tenor, he handed the phone to The One.
Sidebar: CD and Faujistan have been friends since a long time. Back to story.
She didn't recognize the difference in the voices of The One and Faujistan, and kept asking The One whether if she should sleep in the bathroom or not. Disappointing. We called up TweetTwit to join us for dinner and headed to his place. He had been starving for Dimsums, but Faujistan, the owner of the vehicle had said no. So we reached back to Faujistan's base, and we about to go up when CD calls faujistan again, asking him to meet her and make her sober. TweetTwit, being witty sometimes, stated what Faujistan had stated in his Guest Post: Brethren before wenches. I applaud him.
Now comes the saucy part. CD, in our opinion, wasn't drunk. She might have been a little high, but not drunk to say the least. TweetTwit asserts the fact for he's a semi pro. and The One told us that he's a semi pro for being around inebriated people.
The One, The One tells me, had high regards for CD through previous interactions with her. And now The One had totally lost faith in The One's ability to judge people.
Pity.
And And, she was speaking to her friend on the phone. She addressed her as, "Hey beb". HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA. TweetTwit and I had the most amazing time imitating that sentence.
6) Champions' League viewing with the dost log.
After the aforementioned disappointments, all of us had dinner at Faujistan's. His mum is a brilliant cook, I forgot to mention. After dinner, we went to buy refreshments for the much awaited Bayern Munich vs Real Madrid encounter. Here TweetTwit was duped by a couple of 7 year olds and was the laughing stock for quite a period. We were joined by another friend, and we watched Bayern whoop Madrid's ass, right, left and center. Blissful moments these.
7) More LB and Wriggles.
After a half night's sleep at the Cantt. I left for college, where awaited saucier encounters. LB had read out a few of his poems to Wriggles. He had never showed any of his of his penmanship to any of us. I believe, is this the real life, or is this just fantasy. I LOVE QUEEN! And when MM, The One and I went to meet WrigglyPoo with LB, there was a tension in the air. A tension no one minds, a tension that serves as sweet pain. WIN.
8) Screw Ups.
Our college is quite a fuck up. We were suppose to do a course in Summer before leaving for The US. And our authorities decide not to offer it. why? Because they don't wish to. End of story. Tata. Sincerely, Mofos of the Century. FAIL.
9) Seista.
ZZZZZZZZZZ.
this post is one sauced up affair in itself. especialy the parts where CD is described and made fun of. saccharine much.
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