The 36th thing. More than an observation.

So I was checking this girl out.. ahem.. watching this girl in my class, sitting a few seats ahead of me. White as snow of skin, black as ebony of hair, pink (and glossy) as a rose of lips. She was a more interesting read than the black board with drawings and random collections of letters. Neatly straightened hair, artistically curved somewhat around her forehead and eyes in a fantastic family of parbolas (parabolae?), bouncing but regaining the said perfect positions when disturbed by the seemingly spasmodic flicks of the head. And her nails! The ones on the left were surely treated as nobility! Such a bold red as to shame our red traffic signals, neatly and immaculately polished that made me want to define its precision with some mathematical formula. Then utter bewilderment. The relatives of these aristocrats on the right hand must have sinned to be so grievously punished- the ends of her nails were being devoured by the owner! An act of self-cannibalism! This act was interrupted in order to take down notes (the mentioned random collection of letters). And with a flourish, a frighteningly pink pen/pencil was uncovered from the mystical depths of the surely expensive and ghastly vanity bag that I thankfully couldn't see. The small and dainty fingers closed themselves around the writing instrument and began the furiously purposeful scribbling. And the head flip again, to clear her vision which was artistically being blocked by the parabolae (parabolas?) a while back (yet the hair strands mysteriously refuse to obey, perhaps they've been designed this way). And then I came to my senses and heaved a huge sigh of impatience and returned to my textbook on Java.

The 35th thing. Cricket Worldcup fever!

• Chuntu riding to college instead of taking the bus so that she can go home early.
• The HOD letting us off.
• The chairman of my mom's college declaring a half-day (Mind you the chairman is miserly when it comes to such things).
• My brother winning a ticket to the semifinals in Mohali, in some lucky draw. Chances: 400 in 400000. His ticket was worth 5k and the 1k tickets were being sold at 30k in black.
• Chubby Champion (aka Fatty) painting her arms saffron, white and green, and begging me to watch the match.
• Miss Vanity Bag watching cricket (he usually never does) in his friend's place with 10 other idiots.
• My heart racing (can't believe this is happening right now) everytime people across the streets scream hysterically, resulting in my asking my father (an avid fan) about the situation.
• Deserted streets (pity the car is not in shape otherwise I'd've tried sneaking it out).
• Now I'm wondering if Chubby Champion has snuck into the boy's hostel where they've set up a big screen.

The 34th thing. A Reminder :)

http://things-ap.blogspot.com/2010/07/16th-thing-my-first-ever-sketch-of-car.html

The 33rd thing. Agnes.

Unicorns I loove them, unicorns I loove them! Unicorns I loove them, unicorns I loove them!

The 32nd thing. Australia Day.

I'm really down at the moment. I haven't watched Rafa lose many times. I think this is the first time ever actually. Just trying to get my disappointment across here. Watching your hero not go after the shots he can almost always return with interest, not seeing him master the baseline, not seeing his sending his opponents scrambling.. Its very hard. Alan and "Veejay" were right. Rafa's body language said it all. It was heart rending, watching him hang his head low the way he did. It wasn't.. it wasn't Rafa. It just wasn't. I took comfort and I worried at the same time when Vijay also said that he'd never seen this side of Rafa. But maybe I'm too worried about all of this. I should be happy that I'm a Rafanatic. I've watched brilliant tennis because of him for the past six years almost. He's been a source of inspiration. Hard work and modesty are two traits that jump out and have a profound effect on me. I should be glad that I'm lucky enough to witness the Rafa express. I mean he's bloody awesome for Christ's sake! What was I doing a while back, trying to write a eulogy? Rafa you have been one of the most vibrant, energetic, athletic people on the court!! I am ashamed to say, that as a Rafa fan, its taken me THIS long to fully realize, that when you are at your best NO ONE CAN DEFEAT YOU!
VAMOS!!!!!!!!!
And I just realized! First post of 2011! Erm, Happy New Year! :)