27 March, 2025
9:03 pm
Good evening chat!
Okay life update, went to lectures did the whole lot and whatever you say it in the English language. My vocabulary sucks. Met Daksh today. He's like me..only smarter..and good-looking...and muscular..and..and better in most terms basically. BUT..I am funnier. I think. I am probably wrong since I usually am when it comes to comparing people, especially when I am on one end. Does that make sense?
He lives about 45 minutes away. I met him after the calculus lecture. Visual representation of both of us. His spectacle have a rectangular shape. He's Indian..and has got different hair than the guy portrayed. The one on the left is me. aS If tHaT wAsN't cLeAr.
ALSO
I went to the FBE building with Daksh, after that we bid adieu. As I stood outside Room 213, I thought that I was late since it was 2:03, and my tute begins at 2. I opened the door (WHICH WAS CLOSED BTW THAT WAS SO DISRESPECTFUL ) and sat down in the only vacant chair. I moved my eyes around to see NOT ONE FAMILIAR FACE I was in the wrong tute.
IT WAS SO EMBARASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSINGGGGGGGGGG. Bye. Just then, the tute got over. The next lot of students started pouring in the class and I saw Neel there. For context, Neel's an Indian guy. He cool. We haven't had many conversations. He doesn't have spectacles on but we have the same major so yeah. I was happy seeing him.
"HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" *Said I*
"Hi" *Said he*
We started having a conversation when I realised this was my first time seeing Neel at my tutorial. I'M STILL IN THE WRONG CLASS.
I looked at my schedule. I'M AN HOUR EARLY!!! My tutorial teacher was happy to see me though. She's a nice lady. And pretty smart too. She smiled at me as I entered the class. APPARENTLY IT WAS STILL THE WRONG CLASS I SMILED AND RAN OUT OF THE ROOM TOWARDS MY CALC LECTURE. I was 7 minutes late. I didn't have my notebook either. YEAH. That.
That was me. Except that I didn't look cute. I looked worn out. And I wasn't created by Dall-E.
In the evening, we had the Spicy Noodles Challenge at the accommodation. Level 1 was easy
Level 2 was medium. Level 3 was hard since it was way spicy. G had a bad time on level 2 last year, so I ensured that my not-at-all fragile ego surpassed his score. LEVEL 3 WAS HARD IT WAS SPICY. Unnai and I had watery eyes. We were fine 10 minutes later. That was about the spicy noodles.
That's it for the day. I got a lot to study over the weekend. Might watch the movie Barfi and cook something on Saturday. If I have the strength...and the courage.
Goodnight dawg I am so doneðŸ˜ðŸ˜ðŸ˜.
Song of the day:
Harvey (By "Her's")
https://open.spotify.com/track/1zFbBrZmJr1Z49HYe84dBg
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