Spermhead said something quite a long time ago that I remembered just now. It basically summarized the fact that he didn’t buy the concept that someone would know him better than he does himself. If there is anyone in the world who knows you, it’s you, as long as you have the guts to face up to whoever it is you are.

Well, sorry to disapoint yall, but I do know myself, and I don’t believe for shit that yall know me any better. I know what I like, what I don’t like, and I sure as hell know what I’m feeling at what point of time. The sad part is, I could drive myself hoarse repeating that, and I’d still have people telling me they know better.

Well, that’s not exactly what I mind. What I mind is being looked at as an object of pity by people I’m close to, even by a a vague logic, when there is not an iota of truth to what is falsely being conjectured.

I told Bhai I would get the hard end. I’d just like to rejoice in the fact, that as always, I was once again, very much in the right.

So SUCK IT bitches.

🙂

love and scornful looks

– Billy

 

You are my *#$%^

For all the Saps in my life, I will be singing this song in my head when you’re over-analyzing and bugging while I’m mindfucked. It’s meant to be sung in the “You are my Sunshine” tone..

You are a Sapster,

And you’re a clinger.

You are so prissy,

I could throw up.

I never know dear,

How I should tell you,

I really don’t give a fuck…

-The product of boring contracts and socio class

 

Make it

I don’t like it when people are dependent on me. It brings out a certain amount of distancing in my personality. As of now, only one person has been actually dependent on me. Thankfully that’s in the past now. Sometimes independence can be thrust upon people. But RPD warns me I might be having another dependent without realizing it. I don’t know if that’s true. As far as I know, I don’t “friend” well under pressure. I seem to be doing OK here, but I’m hardly the judge for that.

Oh well, back to Eco and Socio…

Sigh…

– Ambili

 

Coming Around, Going Around

Quite a frenzy the entry of new faces creates in a campus full of 18-21 year olds. I must admit, allthough my interest was less obvious and more out of boredom than yall’s, I too was quite intrigued by the thought of them new faces. They seem an ok lot but I’ve just talked to a few of them. However I’m willing to give the benefit of the doubt, till something happens to piss me off, that is.For the record, I really don’t care if people rag or not as long as I can do what I want, and the kids don’t get disturbed too much. I mean mentally.

What is curious is the Psychology that goes behind ragging. It’s usually, “I got ragged, I survived. Why shouldn’t I rag now?”, I believe that ws said by a lot of people. That is strange logic, and often a substitute for something else. Generally that something else is “We’ve got to teach them to respect us” (Footnote – B). Which is also strange, because I swear, I respect my friends, and they’ve never talked to me with thir hands behind their backs, or always agreed with me. Another, more honest one is, “It’s just fun, and we’re not actually hurting them” (Footnote – The Encyclopedia and The Bone). With this, I have no problems, but it’s sort of sad the way you get a rush out of non-genuine respect and acting like a dick. Yet another explanation is “We get to know them like this, and they won’t flinch or hesitate to ask us for help later” (Footnote – The Bone, again and again and again….). I don’t know how it works among you guys, but if I need help from a senior, I generally go to the ones who didn’t rag. I definitely don’t go to the ones who did rag, not because they ragged, but it just turned out like that. Yet another man-woman anomaly.

Another interesting fact is that Ragging actually makes a persom a victim of Stockholm Syndrome in a certain way. For those who don’t know what that is, it’s a syndrome wherein due to excessive exposure to them and their ideologies, a kidnap or abduction victim becomes attached to the kidnapper or abducter. I’m not saying ragging is as serious or dangerous as kidnapping. All I mean to say is that by expecting respect and support from a junior we rag, we are essentialy expecting them to go through a pychological process which is not very healthy.

But all that aside, I don’t mind the Encyclo’s method of ragging- kid around and then kid around more, although it seems he saves the worst for the BH. Bhai on the other hand, seems to be the tissue carrying, tear-wiping, caring, slightly over-eager, motherly senior. Not the lengths I want to go to. Bone on the other hand is showing his propensity for megalomania in some/maybe most cases. N is quite happy being nice when she meet them. V likes talking to them. Happily, nobody seems to be abusive or demeaning. I don’t know what kind I am. I suspect I might be the kind who comes along for the ride, takes a bit of case, give a little support, then get bored halfway and ask to be dropped off.

Thats all.

*wiggle eyebrows

Bye-bye pretties.

– Billy