V-DAY+D-DAY=VD-DAY...I GUESS

Phew, I know it has been quite some time since my first post, and I apologize for the long gap. I have been really busy with…u know… stuff and haven’t found much time to blog…the past few weeks have been very eventful to say the least. Lots of stuff has happened …some good, some not so good…well all I know is that ive come to realize that college isn’t all that fucked up after all. I mean, once u’ve gotten past the dusty classrooms and the dreadful food and all that shit, it’s pretty all right. The past couple of weeks have been positively awesome.
It all started of with a valentines day; as usual I forgot all about the significance of the day and went to college wearing red, got picked on by a couple of seniors for being cocky enough wear red…. nothing worth mentioning happened during class [actually im unaware of what happened as I was asleep for most part of class]. Woke up a few minutes before lunch break. During lunch break I came to know of this “love letter writing competition”. Being the perverted asshole I am I was among the first to register. Filled the paper with enough sexually arousing shit to knock an elephant out for more than a couple of weeks. After this particular incident I spied a number of dudes giving me looks of awe, as if I were some kind of sex God [freaky huh…me of all the people…they used to call me “lardo”. Hahaha…]. Well anyway, there was a tug of war match later on. Unfortunately the rope broke halfway through and this put an end to the festivities. We lost an hour’s attendance. Some thing else happened on v-day, I discovered that I had a crush on this girl. She’s your typical, run of the mill buji. Some how I found her attractive. To me she was a goddess, a being of divine pristine beauty. But I couldn’t muster enough courage to tell her. So I told a friend, who told a friend, who told a friend, who happened to be her friend, and need less to say I got the very answer I was dreading “sorry, not interested”… Heartbroken and devastated, I moped around for a couple of days, unsure of whether to drown my sorrows in alcohol or get drowned in certain other bodily fluids[uhm ........u know what i mean.....]..…well I decided to go with the latter and after 3 days of porn, more porn and then some more porn, I was a new man, resistant to all human desire. Soon after the disastrous Valentines Day we had our freshers day, and need less to say it sucked. Well, actually it wasn’t all that bad .The food was awful, but apart from that it alright [mainly because I got to check out some sizzling hot chicks]…they made us do a lot a shitty stuff on stage, and most of us managed to make complete asses of ourselves. I remember these two dudes who were asked to do a duet dance for the “Om shanti Om” soundtrack. One of them, a northie, determined to impress the seniors swayed and shook (from where I sat it looked as if he was having a seizure).”Shanti” stood some distance away watching timidly. He pranced around and as the music came to a close, he pulled “Shanti” into a tight hug and planted a kiss… on HIS lips…(LIVE GAY PORN!!!!!! How do ya like that????) For a moment everybody was silent and soon tremendous applause broke out. Both of them were rewarded with a “munch” for their effort. On the whole our freshers day was pretty cool. Hey, at least we weren’t forced to wear pinky pointy party hats throughout the event unlike those Bio Tech dudes.