Not Free...FREEZE!

Clearly boredom is damn boring. Now I realize how Sameed felt when he was stuck in the airport. Its basically "You have a net connection but nothing to do with it. Only thing you can do is keep something for download and all you do is wait for it to get over."  Brrr.....its frickin' cold in here....
Its ever so rarely that I come up with good posts. Thats always when I'm slightly sleep-deprived or excited about something. Sadly the bed over here is awesome and Excitement word is absent from my dictionary now that I'm here. However I'm thinking of something for our Platinum Post. Hope its really good.
 Usually my old friends contact me only when I'm already preoccupied with some other task(S). And all the time I miss their calls or forget to come online.  But now Im totally waiting desperately to chat with Sadath at 8pm. Life's shit here. My dad's been gone from morning and I'm just waiting for him to return back. I'll have someone other than my mom to talk to. And also someone to do the talking stuff. I might sound all super confident and smart and all in class, but I chicken out if I'm expecting a conversation with someone totally unknown especially women. Just in the morning when the room service guy came for breakfast, I was totally excited to see a Mallu guy! Weird ryt? He spoke to me in English only but still it was kinda relieving to see someone of the same race [mallu race] stuck up in here. But before that while calling the room service, a lady had answered the call and I sorta froze for a microsecond before I replied. I ended the call saying "Thank You Very Much" as if she had just given me a phone sex orgasm or summin.
But even before that my dad had called up room service and asked for an adapter for the laptop. And so a lady showed up with it and my dad told me to show her the plug end. I went towards my laptop bag and by the time I turned around I realised she was right behind me. I just showed her the plug end and she showed the adapter end. I moved forward to plug the adapter in her hand but all of a sudden some part of my brain screamed, "Don't!" I didnt know why but I just did what my mind said. I stopped midway and she took it from me and plugged it in and gave it to me. Only afterwards I realised why my brain stopped me and trust me you'll see why it was a pretty wise move, or in this case wise stop.
The plug end in MY HAND represents something and the plughole in HER HAND represents something. If I had actually plugged it in when it was in her hand and then by some dumb chance of luck looked into her eyes, I would have been classified as a sex offender.
 Now I realize why people want to go back to India or people want co-education. The're totally right because we should have a mixed society where we can learn to communicate. My self esteem is not what anybody would describe as "mighty and large" [Im pretty sure that Sameed wouldn't be able to come up with an instant comment for that sentence like I do for everything....for your info, in this instance you're supposed to say, "Neither is your weiner"] So it needs tweaking and stuff for making it compatible with girls. In short I'm no better than Sameed.
What I like the most about Benjamin is that he doesn't have to phase all this. Everybody love Benjamin. He has had many gal pals in the beginning, then he has studied in a co-ed school, and he now hangs out with gals in his prayer group. Have you guys wondered why he's so boring/bored in the morning? Its because he's wondering when he can get home away from us loners....and also because his toilet needs are quite frequent.
Just another 20 hours to go and then I'll be free....to study Physics. I did bring my book but I'm least interested in it right now.
I really really do hope my team wins in Chem. k...im lying....I really really hope I beat Kais in Chemistry. If I don't, I might just run out of space on my pissometer.
All the good posts are gonna start after this coz its the countdown to 100th.
My mom just asked me what I'm typing. And you wouldn't believe I became speechless. Can't tell her I'm blogging. And definitely can't tell her what I'm blogging. If I do, the blog might shut down even before the 100th post.

RAHUL RK
~90TH POST. 10 MORE~