The mid summer crisis

My gear is terribly down with gripe. Nose is shamelessly(the nose, not me, though its mine, though sometimes I am also shameless, but not this time) running in public. Throat is aggressive and the body continues to ooze sweat, gallons of it!

Rainy is the season. I am Pisces and supposed to love water, which I do too. Talking about water, I am currently reading The big thirst, awesome book (so far, till page 152). But it over rains here in Sanquelim! Everything is wet, some of which is slippery also, yep I fell, but it had nothing to do with the rain though, I fell in the washroom, bedecked with a band-aid in the forearm. 

Apart from physical ailments, I have other issues also going on in this, what's it called, oh yeah, life. The fad is currently of two, one in the psychological aspect of my existence, and the other one in the circumstantial aspect of my existence.

Let me direct the drift towards the psychological one, which actually can't be cured, it would only get phased out. God give me patience, please make it fast though. See, THE THING IS THAT, that i take a lot of pride in my appearance, wait, let me rephrase, THE THING IS THAT, that i used to take a lot of pride in my appearance, Jeez man! I am confused. Ok, I think I still take, avoid. I usually get compliments, though the sad part is rarely any girl would pass them, but still, a compliment is a compliment. We, the GIMmies, have got this culture, anytime a new batch would come, they are supposed to ask any person from the senior batch for a date.( I just realized there is another issue in my psychological aspect of existence, which i need to mention, so the fad is of three issues now) Last year, when I was a "Junior", i asked one girl out, she said yes, all fine. We have got another culture(this marks the beginning of the other, psychological issue), named the Mid Summer night(though there are no summers, and its raining freaking mother of cats and dogs all the time), where the "Juniors" are supposed to give some performances. One more thing, I "used" to consider myself as funny too. For God knows what reasons I decided to do a stand up. I entered the hall late, pretty late, the performances had already started. The hall seemed pretty good. Ok, what a coincidence, I am next one to be performing. Alright, I am funny you know. And here I go. 

Joke one, delivered, I am smiling, some people are smiling with me. Joke two, delivered, I am smiling, there are blank faces. Joke three, delivered, I am smiling, the blank faces are towards each other. Joke four, delivered, I am not smiling, the faces are not blank. Joke five, remains undelivered, they are literally booing me man, what the f@ck! I am funny!

Ok, the organizing committee throws in the towel, I guzzle down a bucket of poison, and keep quiet. Ok, after the performance, we are supposed to tell the name of our date, and do a ramp walk( there is no ramp as such). This part seems ok, I tell the name of my date, she is there, people are pointing at her, but dude she is not responding, I did the walk alone! or I walked alone?

The rest of the night, the following day, the afternoon, the evening, the night, the other day and the afternoon I just sulked, after that came a point that I started considering myself a fictional character, because a message pops up on my laptop screen, it is from my date, she says, dude I can't come with you for the date, trust me, I did not even ask why. The bastards whom I consider my friends blame it on my stand up, screw you!

Now, I am a senior, a handsome senior, a senior with 14.5'' of biceps (when pumped). I am roaming in the campus with an air around me, proposals can come anytime. OK, day 1, what a bright sunny day, the rainy bitch has also gone to pee somewhere else, wow. Let me put on my crisp white shirt, don't know how many girls would approach me. Ahem Ahem, Day 1 ends with rains, I got wet, no proposals, no issues, may be they are shy. Ok, Day 2, wow, no rains two days a row, this is your day, let me put the crisp cream shirt on. Ahem Ahem, Day 2 ends with rains, I got wet, no proposals, no issues, they are taking their time. The Nth day, bitch its raining again, bitch who the f@ck took my umbrella? bitch this shirt is stinking, who cares bitch leme sprays some extra deo, but wait, think about it, think son, may be some girl is inquiring exhaustively about the senior guys, may be the girls of my batch would tell her about me, may be some one would ask me, wait, let me put on a bright yellow shirt. Ahem Ahem burrrrrrrrrrp, aah ahh hhh ahh aaaaahhhhhhhhchhhhhhhhhhooooooooooo! bitch bitch bitch f#ck! bitch damn! bitch! This new batch has got a weird taste man, anyway I am saving money by not taking a gal out for the date, its stupid i would rather buy another jar of protein, yes that makes more sense, why waste money man, anyways its not exactly a date, ok , yes, who needs a date....i mean....yes....i mean....you know.....ok..control....its alright....ok........here it goes-bitch f#ck bitch bitch bitch! how the f#ck I did not even get even a single proposal, are you freaking out of your mind, every tom dick and paunchy harry is having a date! Come on you gotta be kidding me!

Ok! apart from the juniors, the seniors can also perform at the midsummers. So It was time for redemption. I needed to get rid of last year's embarrassment. This time I was going to rock! Ok! yes! Well, I sing also, actually I dance also, and I sketch also. I have written a song (no, no I don't write also, there are just a few) and every time I have sung it for my friends, they have loved it, and mind it my friends are bastards, they would humiliate me to death if it were not a good song, keeping that in mind, I decided to sing my song in the midsummers....."whistling"...................................."whistling".............................................."whistling".............................................................................."whistling"...........................................yes! it got f#cked!

With this the psychological aspects have been concluded!

Time for the circumstantial ones, that includes the three days since I have not taken a bath, the water is cold man! I have missed two classes this week, which i thought were not there but dude, they were there! the echo of the basement and nocturnal neighbors, lunch that sometimes includes chhole and noodles at the same time, f#cked up internet speed, dearth of good porn, and finally,I have got ten ruppee note in my wallet and have lost my ATM card!( did i just hit myself in the head? )
Ok that would be it, I need to go to the loo, where the horny frogs would be leering at me !
But trust me I love this life, each and every aspect of it! Take care!
( I not blaming any form of existence (actually i mean the girls here) for the apparent overflow of feelings expressed above, it is just a satirical version of a phase of my life)