Crazy Lady Sneaks into University, Scares Students.
Wow, feels like AGES since I updated!
Life's slow here man.
Y'know...too much and too little happening all at the same time!
Well I was at the library the other day (yes, doing WORK.. and NO I wasn't ogling at the hot-studious types...much.), when Hanita and I ran into some technical difficulties involving a thumb drive..specifically,we didn't have one to save our work.
So I, being the pushy irritant that I am, accosted ANOTHER poor man and demanded that this time, he lend me his thumb drive.
The guy said "But I'm getting late for my presentation...."
Now I couldn't very well tie him to the desk and FORCE him to hand over the thumbdrive (or could I? Hmm......)
And well, you know how tender hearted I get towards aesthetically-pleasing ( Ok, fine..'HOT') men (whaaat? I turn into putty!). So I looked into his cow brown eyes and saw that he really did want to lend it to me, but he just couldn't at that time ( or maybe I just scared the pants off him. But hey.. I'm a romantic. )
So I let him scuttle off.
Anyhoo, I got my comeuppance.
It started pouring outside by the time Hanita and I were done with our work. So in an effort to preserve what was left of a good hair day and a dry jeans day, I rolled up my jeans upto my knees and put a plastic bag over my head.
Yes, in retrospect I do realise how odd (I know 'odd' wasn't the word you had in mind, I'm onto you, you monkeys) I must've looked.
You know it's funny, when, at the EXACT moment you look like IDIOT, a busload of hot, posh, prim and perfect-looking people seem to be everywhere?
Ha!Hilarious!
Shoot me.
This is called 'retribution', dear friends.
I promise I won't go around accosting poor hapless men (well...not for a while anyway).
No it doesn't end there.
Hanita and I decided to go back home by this time.
It's raining like hell and there seemed to be a jam on the highway.
Think that's bad?? I'm halfway telling Hanita a tragic story when she goes "Oh my God.."
I'm like "Yes, it is a sad story isn't it?"
Hanita : Mahima..oh my God..
Me : Yes...tragic...
Hanita : Oh..my..
Me : Okay relax man..it's not THAT sad..
*Hanita points to the fuel indicator, which is now lit up*
Turns out we had 15 minutes of fuel left.
And we were still on the highway.
In superslow traffic.
In the rain.
Suddenly images of me and Hanita, pushing the stalled car, all the way back home, filled my mind.
And I went into 'Panicky-Mahima' mode.
"Switch off the air conditioning!!Switch off the radio!!! Turn off the windshield wipers!!"
("I can't turn those off you idiot!!! I won't be able to see!". "Oh.")
Anyone who knows me, knows that I must've been scared out of my wits, to switch off the air conditioning.
I am afterall, quite the brat
=D
Oh incase anyone was wondering..
I did get home (by car, not foot)
I didn't enjoy any air conditioning on the way home.
My hair did get messed up.
Aaand I have now taken to annoying my tutors, instead of strangers. ("Time's up, sir! Can we go??Can we go??PLEEEEEEEASE???" "Oh go, you silly girl. You're giving me a headache." )
The End!
=D
Life's slow here man.
Y'know...too much and too little happening all at the same time!
Well I was at the library the other day (yes, doing WORK.. and NO I wasn't ogling at the hot-studious types...much.), when Hanita and I ran into some technical difficulties involving a thumb drive..specifically,we didn't have one to save our work.
So I, being the pushy irritant that I am, accosted ANOTHER poor man and demanded that this time, he lend me his thumb drive.
The guy said "But I'm getting late for my presentation...."
Now I couldn't very well tie him to the desk and FORCE him to hand over the thumbdrive (or could I? Hmm......)
And well, you know how tender hearted I get towards aesthetically-pleasing ( Ok, fine..'HOT') men (whaaat? I turn into putty!). So I looked into his cow brown eyes and saw that he really did want to lend it to me, but he just couldn't at that time ( or maybe I just scared the pants off him. But hey.. I'm a romantic. )
So I let him scuttle off.
Anyhoo, I got my comeuppance.
It started pouring outside by the time Hanita and I were done with our work. So in an effort to preserve what was left of a good hair day and a dry jeans day, I rolled up my jeans upto my knees and put a plastic bag over my head.
Yes, in retrospect I do realise how odd (I know 'odd' wasn't the word you had in mind, I'm onto you, you monkeys) I must've looked.
You know it's funny, when, at the EXACT moment you look like IDIOT, a busload of hot, posh, prim and perfect-looking people seem to be everywhere?
Ha!Hilarious!
Shoot me.
This is called 'retribution', dear friends.
I promise I won't go around accosting poor hapless men (well...not for a while anyway).
No it doesn't end there.
Hanita and I decided to go back home by this time.
It's raining like hell and there seemed to be a jam on the highway.
Think that's bad?? I'm halfway telling Hanita a tragic story when she goes "Oh my God.."
I'm like "Yes, it is a sad story isn't it?"
Hanita : Mahima..oh my God..
Me : Yes...tragic...
Hanita : Oh..my..
Me : Okay relax man..it's not THAT sad..
*Hanita points to the fuel indicator, which is now lit up*
Turns out we had 15 minutes of fuel left.
And we were still on the highway.
In superslow traffic.
In the rain.
Suddenly images of me and Hanita, pushing the stalled car, all the way back home, filled my mind.
And I went into 'Panicky-Mahima' mode.
"Switch off the air conditioning!!Switch off the radio!!! Turn off the windshield wipers!!"
("I can't turn those off you idiot!!! I won't be able to see!". "Oh.")
Anyone who knows me, knows that I must've been scared out of my wits, to switch off the air conditioning.
I am afterall, quite the brat
=D
Oh incase anyone was wondering..
I did get home (by car, not foot)
I didn't enjoy any air conditioning on the way home.
My hair did get messed up.
Aaand I have now taken to annoying my tutors, instead of strangers. ("Time's up, sir! Can we go??Can we go??PLEEEEEEEASE???" "Oh go, you silly girl. You're giving me a headache." )
The End!
=D
Madame Mahima blew a kiss and took a bow on Tuesday, September 13, 2005
34 Comments:
I recalll VERY CLEARLY indeed...that I WAS THE ONE WHO SPOKE 2 the indian fellow with e thumb drive.U did nth but edge me on...n giggle. *scowls* alteration of the truth.
My dear MM, you have a history of of accosting men to get candy bars and thumb drives. There is probably a poster of you warning guys around the university to beware.
The image of you with a plastic bag over your head and your jeans rolled up to your knee had me chuckling.
mmm.. dat was nice reading..!! hehehe.. hilarious..!!
"Suddenly images of me and Hanita, pushing the stalled car, all the way back home, filled my mind."
HAAAAA!!!!!! I'll let u know the image which popped up in my mind.
Car outta gas, Mahima gets outta car. Walks up to the next car in traffic (which would have a guy as a driver). Stares at him and in the same tone she had asked for candy or the thumb drive says, "Open the door, let me in and this is my address. Drop me there."
Second Option:
Mahima makes (read: orders) all guys on highway to push the car (and couple of them fan her with those Japanese fans) while Hanita steers the car
lol.... plastic bags over heads and rolled up jeans? i only thought things like that happened in movies (sepet) and the backwaters of Malaysia....
Would lurve to have been there and point the finger and go HAr~ hAR~
dear whoelse - its called 'embellishing the truth'. alteration of the truth sounds so crass! *scowls back*
minty - =O so THATS why men have been avoiding me like the plague!!!! i always thought it was the height issue. =S ah how bitter the truth is........=(
yea funny indeed. har-dee-har-HAR!!
justyou - thank you! =) its always funny until YOU'RE the one im accosting ;)
apoo - aaah apoo apoo you're a man after my own heart! u know me SO well =D i loved both your ideas coz they're, like, SO like me! :D
aj - nono..they happen in singapore too...specifically- to ME. :@ gee thanks. like i didnt get enough of the 'har-har's from the posh people at the busstop.
*scowls*
And after all that u asked me to go far far away *sniff*
apoo - awww there there...stop whining. =P
@mahima
been there done dat.. but for me it was my bike.. and d distance was some 20 kms..!! after d initial periood of feeling wretched..we guys had fun pulling d bike..not for long though coz we then got help from some another biker who gave us a lift to and back from d nearest petrol bunk..!!
Mahi! Indochine Bhangra nite is this saturday right? Where can I get tickets? Quick!!!!
Girlfriend, there's really no need for the parantheses I think.
You can say 'I went all gushy and gave in to my base instincts to ogle attractive men.' I say damn the euphamisms, this is your blog!
That said, thi s is the very attitude that upsets the less than sculpted techno-adepts (geek is such a mean word) who have thumb drives and blank CDs at the ready.
(sob)
mahilotsssss...u crack me up!..these sort of things just happen to u..and i really feel for hans...you must have really tortured her on the drive home whining the whole way...LOL...but mahi thats you and we Love you...i made my friend sarah read your blog and she loved it!she sat there for ages reading almost all....miss u sweetie!
justyou - woahh u hitchhiked??thats a scary thought!
jups! i dont think there are presale tickets..so u gotta get em at the door..its 25 bucks.. oh oh its not just ANY bhangra night u know! RDB will be there!!! chakde baby!
box - dammit! you know i feel like such a freakshow these days SIMPLY BECOZ im the only one in uni WITHOUT a thumbdrive hung on a string, around her neck.
whatever happened to the good ol days when all you needed to do was look glamorous.
ahhh the days of yesteryear....come back...
arpu - =D aww love u too babes! hi sara! eh please i didnt torture hanita..she scares me..i dont have a deathwish hahaha
wait... hot guy in NUS... N U DIDN'T CALL ME... mahiiiiiiiiiii haha whining aside i can SO imagine u doing tt...
sonya - well he didnt help me, so he's not that hot anymore. bah!
yea thaats me alright..the terroriser of men
i still havent found the guts to venture into my college to say hi .....yet....sigh...wonder when.
speaking of rain on the highways...i woudl sometimes catcha ride with my friend on her way to work when i was still in university...the traffic was SO CRAMPED!! youd look at canada and thered be NO ONE in the neighborhood.. and yet /WHOOSH! theyre all out on the higways!!! eeks!... we learnt up the words to slmost ALLL the songs on the radio by the end of the stint..lol
finding the car on E when you're nowhere near a gas station is one of the most frightening feelings ever!! fortunately there always seems to be quite a bit more gas than you expect in there even once it's on E. Whew! That's to protect people like us. :)
grafx - JUST DO IT! *tick*
look go upto that random guy, talk to him, scare him ..chances are 1) you two will hit it iff and ull have a great new friend OR 2) ull scar him for life and he'll avoid you.
either way u dont lose anything =)
dawn - heey nice new gravatar! i was DEFINITELY scared to bits...so the first chance we got, we topped up about 2 bucks worth of petrol..just enough to get back home..the guy at the station looked at us like we were nuts haha
*sings*
sweetness sweetness! you're the sugar in my teeeea!
welcome! =) of course i dont mind u silly billy! and if i remind you of you..then WELL..you must be a puh-retty swell person =D agreed?? hehe
madame: rains, hot guys, stuck up cars, low fuel... dont you think we can make a chiller-thriller movie outta this... and call it "the rain woman" or something like that... do let me know if you are interested... i can offer you the role of the "car on low fuel?", if you like... and i leave it to you to decide who shud play mahi in that movie
rumpy - pfft yea.sure. me? play the very UNGLAMOROUS role of a mere car?
ha! dream on.
that role has 'apoo' written alllll over it :P
awwwww, i am SO sorry to have offered you the role of the car with low fuel... let me correct my mistake... i will give you the role of any other car "of your choice" on the highway, with the AC on and full fuel...
and i guess apoo should play mahi in the movie... your takes ?
:S.
not only does the notion of apoo playing 'mahi' scare the living day lights out of me, it also conjures up the image of apoo wearing heels, having long flowy tresses and a delightfully feminine way of talking...all of which incidently scare the living daylights out of me too.
So, I play a car low on fuel, without A/C which Mahima rides in, and gets hot and sweaty.
Hmmm...
Iyer, what kinda movie are u planning to make?
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
(its actually the other way around but still - ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww)
Ctrl + C & Ctrl + V to madame's last comment...
apoo: you dirty fellow... you make "the piping" and deem my story as some 'D' grade movie... how can you do that... that too on "crazy lady's" blog... you should be given capital punishment for this...
madame: i guess you should be the lucky one to guillotine apoo
now i need some fresh air... chalo bye
Damn! Just when I thought I would have my movie debut! Damn!
look..the two of you.
grab a camcorder..and the two of u can create your very own private movie.
:P
problem solved.
i was onto something more interesting than creating a movie... "madame beheading apoo"... and you have to come back to making a movie...
okay all plans cancelled... no movie... no capital punishment... no nothing
okay bye
:lol:
The image of you with a plastic bag and with jeans rolled up does sound amusing!
rumpy - hey beheading apoo sounds good anyday!
couchie..i passed 'amusing' about 4 years ago. i think 'temporary bouts of insanity' is more like it these days :P
I don't have much experience with boy/girl dynamics, but I'm fairly certain that you could've gotten that thumb drive AND a date if you'd really tried.
Men are easy.
jay - :S they are? then why are they always giving me such a hard time? i need a few seduction tips. im pretty sure forcing them to handover thumbdrives is not the way to go ...:S
She does tourture me.
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