Dance, baby, Dance with me all night!!

Last night was one of the most fun nights in my life!!
I danced and danced and danced till I felt dizzy!!
I have not danced so much in my life.
A lil alcohol was used to lose my inhibitions and to soften stiff movements, but it still was me dancing so much. Definitely a nite to remember.
And the best part is - unlike every other time I've danced for fun, noone laughed at me. Noone stood to the side whispering and smirking.. cos everyone was busy dancing themselves!
I love Manipal! I feel like a whole new person.
Did I mention that I'm doing the whole 'new thing a day' thing? you know.. The one where you do something you've never done before - everyday?
The nite before the last, I went bowling. Before that I complimeted a person I didnt know(but secretly thought was hot) on his 'ethnic' clothes. Some other new things (and there is a very long list!) Directed a play. Acted as a super-villain(ness). Ate cheese maggi. Dressed up as Ugly Betty(although everyone said I didnt look ugly!). Wore a short skirt for the first time in ages. Went to a Marthoma Church. Made friends at the drop of a hat. Crushed on a guy whose last name I didnt know till later.

Woohoo Manipal!

Posted on August 20th

So the first day at Manipal is done.. So is the first meal, the first weekend and the first clubbing experience.. and how do I find it? O-kay. Why jus o-kay? Because its different.. and so much of the experiences here have been so foreign to me, that I have not been able to digest it and I think I need to take time to ingest all that has happened to me in the past few days.. I am glad that at least the classes are not so hectic and pressing ( at least until now) that I feel glad I didn’t go to symbi.. BUT when I look at my friends who have, I feel a lil upset – ‘are they learning more than me?’ they have 9-9 classes while I have only 9-5 classes with so many free hours in between.. plus a huge lunch break, tea break etc.. But I think the basic culture in Manipal is slow although not really steady – things are much too unstable for that. The placements are good, so I hope all will be well in the end.
Coming to the hostels, the cottage culture is very interesting, seven in a house with just two bathrooms makes for a lot interesting conversation and may I say that – the way someone leaves a bathroom after they’re done with it just says a lot about them.
I’m finally back in touch with the world – with newspapers and in the journalistic sense.. of course I miss the net terribly and blogging..and somehow mean to make do with typing on my generous roomie’s laptop and then posting it onto my blog.
Classes are interesting in that I had a huge classroom debate(almost a fight) with another girl on the very first day of coll.. Also everyone seems to have seen at least one other person who looks and talks just like me and it colors their opinions of me. Since one of them was a doper and perceived as (lets just say) not a very nice person, I am a little worried.
One very disappointing thing is the lack of crushable, drool-able material. You know, the kind of hot ha-ute guys you’d expect to see in an international standard university. Those kind of guys don’t seem to have fallen into my class even by chance! The only eye candy is on our way back from mess to quarters on the b-ball court. Really nothing can beat hot sweaty guys driving themselves voluntarily to the point of exertion..
The campus is very vast but still everyone walks to everywhere, and as long as you have company, I’ve found its fun. As a result I’ve lost noticeable weight in just four days! The mess food tastes good, but I am not sure I like it too much. The combination of heat and rain is much worse than the hot hotness of Chennai and the rainy wetness of Kerala.
Enough’s enough, the cribbing apart, Manipal became far more friendly to me yesterday when I discovered a positively adorable hostel library with chairs and newspapers apart from the ever-so-loved fiction section!!
One whole 550 paged novel later, I am as happy as an MIT-ian in a pub!