I'm a little kicked right now, and I'm not too sure why, but I think it's got something to do with blowing all that money at Oxford. Or maybe it's because I met P, and we walked to college, did the back-gate stuff and reminisced and bitched. The gate guy saw me snapping the demolished green benches, and furtively shut the gate. We bitched some more, had shikanji at Delights and smoked, before Ma suddenly appeared out of nowhere and we dropped the cigarette phat and looked all deer in the lightsish, but somehow managed to escape unscathed - you know, parents, denial, and all that jazz. The Delights guy was all like, aap log aur kyon nahin aten, and I felt so happy that he remembered us as regulars that I said through a curtain of teeth, oh, hum logo ka college ho gaya, although, it wasn't a particularly happy thought. Shit, college is over.

Hmm. Anyway. I realise we've been saying "Dude" a lot these days. And it's funny, because when we started it, it was in a very playful, snobbish manner - because c'mon, "Dude" just sounds so wannabe. It's like saying "Take a chill pill" or "babes" or something. But then, we say "chill" a lot too. In fact, any conversation under the sun, would inevitably include a sentence like this one: "Like, seriously dude, you need to like, chill man". Yeah, weird - more so, because it implies that someone or the other is always "freaking out". It's true enough though. Someone always usually is.
Heh. It's like Shakespeare classes all over again - if you're laughing, you are essentially laughing at yourself. Whattosay. We get carried away with everything. Like the Hindi thing. Every-fucking-one would speak in really bad Hindi. Bong-Hindi-Hindi. And we still fucking do it. Damn it. Ney-heeeeee!! Or the adding a "the" before everything. Or doing the Gopalan Mullick talk. "Like, short of, what you say, and all that". Gawd.
The entire ape connection makes so much more sense now. Anyway. Whatever it was, it was. It was like, college, dude. Like, chill and all [note to self, not you]. I wonder though, what next? It's not quite this though, is it?