It is always fun to be at home and am trying to recollect all the lovely days that i had
To stretch luxuriantly all alone over a double bed.
To talk on phone for hours and hours
To go out with your friends and have hella lotta fun
To be the last one 2 go to bed (at least for the first few days)
To raid a well stocked refrigerator at 3 in the morning.
To be fed all my favorite dishes.
To sleep 14 hours at a stretch, and not feel guilty about it.
To be welcomed by all the relatives and chit chat with the cousins.
To be in front of the TV after a long time and not know about the various programs
To look at the songs as if you have never heard a song before
To be always in front of the TV
To chit chat with mom about the various happenings at hostel
To show everyone the various wonderful memories I had during those few months
To begin clearing unread emails and unseen Orkut scraps.
To be back home.
Monday, October 12
Monday, July 20
Can U Beat This!!!
1. No jeans allowed
2 Mobiles not allowed
3. Cable TV not allowed
4. Timings for attending phone calls
5. The letters were screened..no privacy..your wardie should know everythin about u..
6. No provision for making fone calls..no std booth inside the campus..and lots of questions to be answered before making a fone call in emergency…
7. Wardie can come up just anytime for his usual round in the hostel..to check if everything is fine..his checking generally included eavesdropping..(we saw him doing this so many times..how disgusting).
8. No body allowed in the hostel rooms. A special visitor room was meant for all meeting purpose.
9. A hostler can not leave the campus with parents also. he needs to give it in writings as where he is going..for what purpose..what time he will be back and the contact number(must)
10. the best part was that…you were not allowed to go to your own home…you had to beg for a weekend outing..at times when we even had 3 day consecutive off, he would not even think to send the hostelers back home…and reason..vaisey hi..nahin jana to nahin jaana..no matter what u do after that..he won’t let u go…even if u make ur parents call him up for that….
See how attached he was to us..he cudn’t live a single night without us all…
All these things we came to know in some days only…and we all freshers…(fucchas) were already feeling very miserable as to what kindda shitty place this is…and to add to our miseries were our seniors..
2 Mobiles not allowed
3. Cable TV not allowed
4. Timings for attending phone calls
5. The letters were screened..no privacy..your wardie should know everythin about u..
6. No provision for making fone calls..no std booth inside the campus..and lots of questions to be answered before making a fone call in emergency…
7. Wardie can come up just anytime for his usual round in the hostel..to check if everything is fine..his checking generally included eavesdropping..(we saw him doing this so many times..how disgusting).
8. No body allowed in the hostel rooms. A special visitor room was meant for all meeting purpose.
9. A hostler can not leave the campus with parents also. he needs to give it in writings as where he is going..for what purpose..what time he will be back and the contact number(must)
10. the best part was that…you were not allowed to go to your own home…you had to beg for a weekend outing..at times when we even had 3 day consecutive off, he would not even think to send the hostelers back home…and reason..vaisey hi..nahin jana to nahin jaana..no matter what u do after that..he won’t let u go…even if u make ur parents call him up for that….
See how attached he was to us..he cudn’t live a single night without us all…
All these things we came to know in some days only…and we all freshers…(fucchas) were already feeling very miserable as to what kindda shitty place this is…and to add to our miseries were our seniors..
Tuesday, June 16
4 years of hostel life..
4 years of hostel life. More than half of my life. The most significant years of my life, my teenage. The years before that hardly matter. 2 more years to go.
Hostel life…. it made me what I am today. Good or Bad whatever. It gave me independence, freedom, and the power of making decisions, and a philosophy. I surely would have been a different person if i was not in hostel. I have undergone a huge change, a change that you can never imagine about.
the 4 years were(7th - 10th) at Ram Ratna Vidya Mandir.
I remember times when I cursed myself for living away from home, washing clothes at midnight with chilled water, for surviving without money for months, for no one caring for me and understanding me.
But there were also times I enjoyed myself most. Like bunking the school, the raids on the mango orchids, stealing question papers before exams,ragging the juniors, fighting with teachers,raiding the mess,cheating @ exams,long evening walks, long discussions, future plans, ….
I never missed any chance to enjoy myself in hostel. Did every adventure possible and yeah spared some time for studies too.
**OVER AND OUT**
Hostel life…. it made me what I am today. Good or Bad whatever. It gave me independence, freedom, and the power of making decisions, and a philosophy. I surely would have been a different person if i was not in hostel. I have undergone a huge change, a change that you can never imagine about.
the 4 years were(7th - 10th) at Ram Ratna Vidya Mandir.
I remember times when I cursed myself for living away from home, washing clothes at midnight with chilled water, for surviving without money for months, for no one caring for me and understanding me.
But there were also times I enjoyed myself most. Like bunking the school, the raids on the mango orchids, stealing question papers before exams,ragging the juniors, fighting with teachers,raiding the mess,cheating @ exams,long evening walks, long discussions, future plans, ….
I never missed any chance to enjoy myself in hostel. Did every adventure possible and yeah spared some time for studies too.
**OVER AND OUT**
Saturday, May 16
TRUTHS ABT ME
LAST TIMES…
1. Last beverage: RED BULL
2. Last phone call: TUSHAR, JUST WANTED TO BUG SUM1
3. Last text message: KRISH SHENOY ,
4. Last song you listened to: EMOTIONAL ATTYACHAR…..(DEV-D)
5. Last time you cried: DON’T REMEMBER
HAVE YOU EVER...
6. Dated someone twice: NO…!!!!
7. Been cheated on? YES….
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? NO!!!!
9. Lost someone special? YES
10. Been depressed? YES
11. Been drunk and threw up? NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:
12.BLACK!!!
13. BLUE
14. WHITE
FIRSTS :
15. Made new friends: YES
16. Laughed until you cried:YES, MANY TIMES
17. Met someone who changed you: YEAH
18. Found out who your true friends were: Not sure .. Kind off . But still not sure !
19. Found out someone was talking about you: YEAH,
HAVE YOU:
20. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life:MANY, AROUND 99% OF THEM
21. Do you have any pets: NO
22. Do you want to change your name: NO
23. What did you do for your last birthday: PARTY…..
24. What time did you wake up today: 10 O CLOCK….
25. What were you doing at midnight last night: CHATTING!!!
26. Name something you CANNOT wait for : TURN 18+
27. Last time you saw your mother: JUST NOW,SHE IS IN THE OTHER ROOM.
28. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: HAHA . too many things yo !
29. Most visited web page: FACEBOOK
What's your:
30. Name: SIDDHARTH JAIN
31. Nicknames: SID,SPINY,…..
32. Zodiac sign: CANCER and DAMN proud to be one : D
33. Male or female or transgender : MALE.
34. Elementary: RAM RATNA VIDYA MANDIR
35. School: RAM RATNA VIDYA MANDIR
36. Hair color: BLACK
37. Long or short: SHORT
38. Height: 5 ft 6in…..WHICH IS NOT AT
39. Do you have a crush on someone? YEAH.
40. Piercings? NO
41. Tattoos? NO
42. Righty or lefty: LEFTY
43. First surgery: NEVER
44. First best friend: AKASH GUPTA
45. First sport you loved: CRICKET
46. First pet : POMERANIAN ..
47. First vacation:
48. First concert: NOT YET
49. First crush: CANT NAME
RIGHT NOW:
50. Eating: MAGGI….slurp..slurp..
51. Drinking: RED BULL
52. I'm about to: SLEEP AFTER POSTING THIS
53. Listening to: AC’S SOUND,
54. Waiting for: THIS LONG STOLEN TAG TO COMPLETE..
YOUR FUTURE :
55. Want kids? YES……
56. Want to get married? No .. Live-In with dat someone special [whoever itl be] is good fOr me !! .. but then again . Never Say Never !
57. Careers in mind? DIAMOND GRADING
WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?
58. Lips or eyes: EYES
59. Hugs or kisses: BOTH
60. Shorter or taller: TALLER
61. Older or Younger: OLDER
62. Romantic or spontaneous: ROMANTIC
63. Nice stomach or nice arms: ARMS
64. Sensitive or loud: SENSITIVE
65. Hook-up or relationship: BOTH…..
66. Trouble maker or hesitant: Hesitant
HAVE YOU EVER :
67. Kissed a stranger: NO
68. Lost glasses/contacts: haha .. yes but iam more careful now ..
69. Been arrested: NO
70. Turned someone down:YES
71. Cried when someone died:Obviously ! Wad m i a robot ??!!
72. Liked a friend that is a girl? YES
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
73. Yourself:Always :D [ im my own worst enemy n ma own best friend ] <3> Im not defining.. everyone has a diff view diff experiences hence diff definitions !! But theres 1 universal truth n thats everyone has da right to happiness .. n KARMA carries on ! n honestly i feel dat all v see isnt da truth .. Its just a cover up for the real thing !!
**OVER AND OUT**
Wednesday, May 6
Y Do I Blog?
Me blogging? naaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh... those days are gone , now I do blog.. I blog whenever I am down or am extremely happy.. This is more of a diary to me rather than attracting people to visit my blog.... I write my personal experiences and my sorrows, my thoughts so that am kinda relieved when I write this..
* To vent out my anger
* Time pass
* To recollect some of the memorable moments of my life
* Nostalgia
The purpose of blogging was to relieve my tensions... just that.. I hope you have got it if u happen to check my blog again... CRAP I cant believe that I am writing a blog for ur sake.. Sucks... I give a damn 2 u
* To vent out my anger
* Time pass
* To recollect some of the memorable moments of my life
* Nostalgia
The purpose of blogging was to relieve my tensions... just that.. I hope you have got it if u happen to check my blog again... CRAP I cant believe that I am writing a blog for ur sake.. Sucks... I give a damn 2 u
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