Vellore!

So we decided to go on a trip to Vellore after forcing our class to agree that a forest is way cooler than an amusement park where goodness knows what might happen; a Ferris wheel may fall on your head or you may die while attempting to look cool on those weird water rides.

Anyway we were to reach Vellore in 3 hours, roam around in the forest there for a few more hours and get back as fast as possible. Sadly that wasn’t the case!

The bus driver HAD to get lost and go around Vellore a gazillion times! And it had to be around 50 degrees outside! We couldn’t see any trees and we were supposed to be near a forest! To make matters worse I was HUNGRY!

Despite this the trip was a hell of a lot of fun! We sang. We screamed at people on the road. The most memorable of the lot was a lorry driver who screamed and sang back!

Aaaaand I danced on the bus! Yes people you read it right! I DANCED!

And not just one form but anything and everything- hip hop, dabbankuthu, weird Johnny bravo and Mr. Bean dances and pole dancing! But hey I wasn’t bad was I? =P
And when we FINALLY reached our destination we were mauled by monkeys. I tried to act cool and shoo them away but one monkey decided I wasn’t worth it and snarled and grabbed my foot. My respect for them has decreased considerably since then.

Back to the point. The forest was awesome. The trail was not. Neither was the water fall. It didn’t have water!

We were so dead at the end of the day but we managed to get on to the bus and dance all the way back! Thank you whoever brought the crazy music!

Moral of the story- Don’t go to Vellore for an excursion. Please don’t. However if you really really have to, take us Zoo people along. We promise to make it a lot of fun! =D

Boys...smell....REAL BAD!

Cookie monster don't like little people with big heads...
Ok, so I go for this "literary" competition... where we had to be funny and perverse...or so I thought! My team didn't even get thru the prelims! but since another team backed out we got to do a few Whose line is it anyway rounds... I had to be Pam Anderson...( Why do i always end up being a blonde? DON'T YOU DARE ANSWER!) and I was a having a very uh, conventional conversation with Mother Teresa... But bein the pervert that I am , I said things like "do you like my rack" and "do you think my ex-husband has genital warts?"(hey, it was quite spontaneous and this round involved asking questions and no answering!) And the judge...A MAN... said i was a disgusting pervert and I had no right to talk to Mother Teresa that way(or something like that). Like she's his Grandmum or something! And when another BOY used lines like "does vaseline make it easier?" the judge(A MAN) had nothing to say!
I(along with my perverse bunch of girlfriends) personally believe that men cannot stand women with a raunchy sense of humor. They are appalled by women who can talk about one's body parts candidly. I think men should open their minds just a wee bit and realize sometimes women can be better at them, be it in the fields of acting cocky, arrogant and narcissistic. You may think that I am being a sore loser. (Like i care what YOU think!) I'm sure you are a smelly boy! Ergo... I don't care! and no, i am NOT PMSing. That's not the only time we get crabby, you twits!
Aahhh, i feel better now... So all u sexists out there...i have two words for u...BITE ME...and to all you good-looking chaps out there... i have four... I still love you :)
Till we meet again,
Cookie monster