You missed me? You better have.
The days were quite eventful to say the least. One was disappointing, one was absolutely brilliant and one started A okay and turned out A+ brilliant. Asian Dad is impressed.
Day 1: 5th May 2012, Saturday.
Good ol' Saturdays. They come after Fridays and before Sundays. A bit of Rebecca Black humor.
It was a regular day, but what made it a bit different? It was FA Cup Final night. Chelsea vs Liverpool. One of the newer and intense rivalries. The Blues vs The Reds. 9:30 PM. It was worth looking forward to. Unfortunately, the game didn't go our way, and we lost 2-1. A few positives from the game, like Carroll's Resurrection, binding of the team and sort were taken out. A controversial referee decision made us feel cheated, but it was a correct decision, like all other decisions that night except the result. It was a disappointing season for LFC but then again, always a Red. YNWA.
Day 2: 6th May 2012, Sunday.
Ah, Sunday. A relief after the Saturday's result. Yes, the taunts were endless, but it didn't matter. It was a fair game, and Chelsea were a better team for most time. And then we had a bit of a game of our own. A few of us guys made a sudden plan and there were were, at Faujistan's and TweetTwit's hood. 7 of us, all set. But there was a slight issue. TT's football was flat and punctured, i.e., we had nothing to play with. Mega fail. but we eventually struck up a conversation with the local kids and started the game. And we were still playing with a half filled ball. Slight fail. And then, we were beaten. Our asses were whooped. We were Man utd to their Man City (the 1-6 encounter). Actually, even worse, for we failed to score. I had a decent game after a long time, so it was 'k' for me. And as was the line of the night, good running boys, for all we did was run. The night got better, for I stayed over at Faujistan's place. While coming back, we had a couple of encounters, with a couple of ladies. Hilarious story bro, you had to be there to experience it. 'Nuff said.
Egg curry wasn't my favorite of delicacy, until dinner time. And now it is. Wonderful cooking, I forgot to mention. The game left me tired and I went to sleep at 12. Day over? Not by a long shot.
Day 3: Today.
Faujistan came up to me and made me an offer I couldn't refuse, ice cream. Over ice cream, and 3 hours hence, we talked about a lot of things. This wasn't pillow talk, you assuming ass. This was man to man; about the universe, our existence, our purpose on this Earth, parallel universes, Karma, people we miss, lessons they taught us, our future, Destiny, relationships, our love for women, football, psychology, BF Skinner, Operant learning to name a few.
It was quite an eye opener for the reason that Faujistan taught me about a lot of things from his past and a lot of things I didn't know. And I know about a lot of things.
In the morning, we had paranthas and cold coffee, where we discussed the many things he can do while living in the particular apartment of his. Yes, assume stuff here. A house party is in order. For realz.
While coming back home, I get a call from MM informing me about our farewell from college. I was least interested and I knew The One wouldn't give a flying fuck about it either. Unfortunately, i was sucked into the idea for the fun that awaited me, and I did go to the ceremonies with MM, LB and Capt. DB. To my lazy mind and body, I was informed that I had to deliver a speech regarding my experience here in the institution. And I did. And this wasn't the end, because my case was taken by the other three. They called my speech long and boring. Really? Boring? I took the college's case man! How is that boring? They're jealous and ignorant. Meh.
So all in all it wasn't that bad, for the 4 of us hung out later on and taught LB a lot about coitus. A lot. And probably we ruined it for him. Sorry bro.
The three days were exhausting, yet I don't regret any decision I took.
And I WILL miss college, just saying.
When you walk through the storm; Hold your head up high; And don't be afraid of the dark; At the end of the storm; There's a Golden Sky, And the sweet song of the lark.
Walk on, through the wind; Walk on, through the rain; Though your dreams be tossed and blown; walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart; And you'll never walk alone; YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE.
The days were quite eventful to say the least. One was disappointing, one was absolutely brilliant and one started A okay and turned out A+ brilliant. Asian Dad is impressed.
Day 1: 5th May 2012, Saturday.
Good ol' Saturdays. They come after Fridays and before Sundays. A bit of Rebecca Black humor.
It was a regular day, but what made it a bit different? It was FA Cup Final night. Chelsea vs Liverpool. One of the newer and intense rivalries. The Blues vs The Reds. 9:30 PM. It was worth looking forward to. Unfortunately, the game didn't go our way, and we lost 2-1. A few positives from the game, like Carroll's Resurrection, binding of the team and sort were taken out. A controversial referee decision made us feel cheated, but it was a correct decision, like all other decisions that night except the result. It was a disappointing season for LFC but then again, always a Red. YNWA.
Day 2: 6th May 2012, Sunday.
Ah, Sunday. A relief after the Saturday's result. Yes, the taunts were endless, but it didn't matter. It was a fair game, and Chelsea were a better team for most time. And then we had a bit of a game of our own. A few of us guys made a sudden plan and there were were, at Faujistan's and TweetTwit's hood. 7 of us, all set. But there was a slight issue. TT's football was flat and punctured, i.e., we had nothing to play with. Mega fail. but we eventually struck up a conversation with the local kids and started the game. And we were still playing with a half filled ball. Slight fail. And then, we were beaten. Our asses were whooped. We were Man utd to their Man City (the 1-6 encounter). Actually, even worse, for we failed to score. I had a decent game after a long time, so it was 'k' for me. And as was the line of the night, good running boys, for all we did was run. The night got better, for I stayed over at Faujistan's place. While coming back, we had a couple of encounters, with a couple of ladies. Hilarious story bro, you had to be there to experience it. 'Nuff said.
Egg curry wasn't my favorite of delicacy, until dinner time. And now it is. Wonderful cooking, I forgot to mention. The game left me tired and I went to sleep at 12. Day over? Not by a long shot.
Day 3: Today.
Faujistan came up to me and made me an offer I couldn't refuse, ice cream. Over ice cream, and 3 hours hence, we talked about a lot of things. This wasn't pillow talk, you assuming ass. This was man to man; about the universe, our existence, our purpose on this Earth, parallel universes, Karma, people we miss, lessons they taught us, our future, Destiny, relationships, our love for women, football, psychology, BF Skinner, Operant learning to name a few.
It was quite an eye opener for the reason that Faujistan taught me about a lot of things from his past and a lot of things I didn't know. And I know about a lot of things.
In the morning, we had paranthas and cold coffee, where we discussed the many things he can do while living in the particular apartment of his. Yes, assume stuff here. A house party is in order. For realz.
While coming back home, I get a call from MM informing me about our farewell from college. I was least interested and I knew The One wouldn't give a flying fuck about it either. Unfortunately, i was sucked into the idea for the fun that awaited me, and I did go to the ceremonies with MM, LB and Capt. DB. To my lazy mind and body, I was informed that I had to deliver a speech regarding my experience here in the institution. And I did. And this wasn't the end, because my case was taken by the other three. They called my speech long and boring. Really? Boring? I took the college's case man! How is that boring? They're jealous and ignorant. Meh.
So all in all it wasn't that bad, for the 4 of us hung out later on and taught LB a lot about coitus. A lot. And probably we ruined it for him. Sorry bro.
The three days were exhausting, yet I don't regret any decision I took.
And I WILL miss college, just saying.
When you walk through the storm; Hold your head up high; And don't be afraid of the dark; At the end of the storm; There's a Golden Sky, And the sweet song of the lark.
Walk on, through the wind; Walk on, through the rain; Though your dreams be tossed and blown; walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart; And you'll never walk alone; YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE.
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ReplyDeleteKya likha hai , I like this guy called Faujistan, very nice character i must say.
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