The Games People Play

The Saga Begins...

2008-09-25T10:03:00.000-07:00

So let's get this out...I live on campus.

Pretty wierd, considering the fact that for the first year I spent in India(last year) I stayed in an appartment with my friends. Things may have gotten a teensy bit out of hand though, which is what led my parents to force me to live on campus for my second year of A Levels.

None of the wildness actually had anything to do with me though - I swear, I am an absolute saint, always have been. However, it's me who's staying here; the others are still partying until the early hours of morning, while I have to be in at - get this - 6:30 p.m.

You heard me - 6:30, every darn evening.

This would be because the hostel is run by nuns. Nuns who obviously care about us, our well-being, our safety and what not. Or nuns who don't have lives and are now taking out their frustration on us. I prefer to believe the latter.
Don't get me wrong - some of the nuns are quite nice, but these nice nuns are few and far between, like people who hate Megan Fox.
And in any case, these nice nuns aren't the ones in charge.

The warden of my hostel, a.k.a. The Beaver, is a strange creature. She is quite temperamental, smiling at me with all her 102 teeth(the front two being the most prominent) on one day, and berating me for the mess in my room on the next.

The worst part of it is the fact that I never have anything to do with the mess, which always belongs solely to my two roommates, Stephanie and Stacey. The Beaver will bemoan the fact that we are beyond salvation, and then(avoiding eye contact with Steph and Stace), look alternatively at me or towards heaven, whereupon she will declare that we better start cleaning up because the place looks like a supermarket/'gypsy's home'/railway station/fish market.

I have also observed her tendancy to introduce a new word into her vocabulary about once every two weeks, and then compulsively use said word as often as possible.

The word of the moment is now 'fox'.

The other day, she crept around the hostel at midnight, looking for people who might possibly be awake and disrupting the peace. Of course, those people would be none other than me and my buddies(none, of whom are my age, just by the way) :

Michelle, Aged 21

Marianne, Aged 20 (roomies)

Gayle, Aged 20
Jan, Aged 20 (roomies)

Nadine, Aged 20

Naila, Aged 20 (roomies)

I am the youngest in the whole hostel. But I digress.

As I was saying, it was our infamous gang sitting in Michelle's and Marianne's room when The Beaver came up and demanded that we get back to our respective rooms, because it was deplorable, the sneaking around(???!) we were doing, and aren't we just like foxes, stealthily creeping, noiselessly, in the dead of the night.

Two days later, on a bright Sunday morning we were gathered in Nadine and Naila's room, exchanging light banter(otherwise known as bitching about the nuns), when lo and behold, The Beaver arrived, to tell us off for being so loud.....like foxes.

Just shoot us, why don't you?

Ten Things About Me

2008-09-21T03:00:00.000-07:00

I'm currently studying in India, doing my second year of A-Levels, and I really have no idea whatsoever why I even wanted to come here in the first place. Even more surprising is that I actually survived a year here. Which brings us to point 2:
I can be a real spoilt brat about some things. I prefer clean, classy places and while fascinating at first, India just has no appeal for me any more.
This is very strange, because I am technically an Indian. Hypocritical, I know. But hey, home is where the heart is. And honey, this ain't it.
I'm seventeen years old, and I like to think I'm one of the funniest girls on the planet, nevermind the country. Some people agree(which definitely says something about them!) and that's good enough for me.
I prefer vanilla ice cream to chocolate. Sue me.
I hate the rain.
Every time I watch Titanic, I fall in love with Leonardo DiCaprio all over again.
I almost never get sick and I'm only allergic to one thing : jewellery that is not gold, silver or platinum.
I am a complete neat freak, although that seems to be wearing off a bit now. My mum once said that if I wasn't careful, it might escalate into OCD, and since she seemed genuinely worried I didn't tell her the little joke that popped into my head when she said that : "OCD? I can't have that. It's gotta be CDO, so all the letters are arranged alphabetically, like they should be." Haha.
I love lists. I make to-do lists, shopping lists, clothes lists, party/picnic lists and lists of things I need to make lists of.

The Games People Play

2008-09-20T05:55:00.000-07:00

Oh the games people play now
Ev'ry night and ev'ry day now
Never meaning what they say, yeah
Never saying what they mean.

First your're giving up your sanity
Turn your back on humanity, yeah
And you don't give a damn, a damn, a damn

Oh Na na na Na na na Na na (2x)
Talkin' bout you and me, yeah
And the games people play.

They're all playing, all right.
And I know you're playing too.
But that's okay. So am I.