U must die in one life, before u can enter another

Changes…I hated them…to be precise still hate them. I felt sick whenever I had to join a new college or a new skool ,meeting strangers wasn’t my idea of a perfect pastime. To tell u the truth ,that is a part which scares me when I think about marriage too. The thought of uprooting scares me. Going to a complete different environment…mannnn,this is one time I envy boys..sighhhh. But I guess its just the matter of starting trouble, once I am comfortable with someone,I take every measure to maintain the smooth relation . But lately,I have noticed that some changes aren’t that bad either…some which u don’t notice at first. Let me make it more clear.
flashback…
4 years ago…a classroom in school…in this corner,last bench last one ,there she sits a meek,hesitant,inhibitive girl,aloof from others.She is so quiet…none talks to her much..neither does she…she actually wanna…but cant make herself do it. Going and asking someone ‘can I sit with u’ seems like a herculian task before her.. she feels that others wouldn’t want her around, that she is intruding their privacy…so she lives as a shelled animal(if u still dont get it, dumboo.. its ‘me’).
Now..
Classroom in college…still the last bench last one,there I am…trying to write ‘kick me’ on my front bencher friend’s back…
This is the change I mentioned…I am not claiming that I am a popular or smarrrt gal in the college, but this is a real change for me…maybe none else will understand or notice it xcept me.. I had friends from skool who were just classmates when we were in skool and later we grew closer and I had to answer many queries like..’which class were u in wen we were in skool?’(I sat behind u ..@&%$@) and ‘hey, u shud ve come for the tour in 10th..it wudve been fun..really missed u’( I too came for the tour my pal, u really ‘missed’ me…sighhh). In the college too, I was no better in the first year..had only 3 or 4 friends . But now I maintain a healthy relation with a very good ratio of the class. I don’t remember exactly when the changes started..but if u consider it day by day nothing seems to change. I remember that I started talking to the boys in the class at the beginning of the second year(courtesy: YAHOO MESSENGER). Now I have a ring of friends and I am extremely proud and happy that I share a pleasant bond with them. Each of them is special to me in their own ways.Soo changes is what I was talking about…and I will be facing an uprooting sooon ( no yaar…its not wht u r thinking, I am only 19 for heavens sake). I will be shifting home.. spend my last 14 years here..so kinda have the emotional attachment:(, but now I have learnt not to keep a prejudiced approach about anything..maybe its all for the best. So now me too started agreeing …changes maynot be as bad as u think they are.. but it’s the way u welcome them that matters.

How dumb r u???

It was this friend of mine who asked me to stop using a diary and blog my daily things… But I thought I would have to copy paste each day the same things..it wudve been smething like...
while(j!=s8)
{
woke up at -- ;
went to skool..oops college( wud rather not insult skool);
slept, daydreamed, did( copied ) the ‘hme’wrk of every hr
in the preceeding hr,tried diffr hairdo’s on the front benchers ;
back to home;
infrnt of d pc;
sleep;
}
(having c lab xams day aftr 2moro…the aftereffects of studying so hard may reflect on even my blogs..:D)
so I dropped the idea of writing about me there.. it was just this Sunday that smething different happened in my life…I always had the feeling…but never knew tht upto what extend it is true…this friend of mine…talked to me till late in the night…and hours later I realized tht my feelings were nothing but mere truth…that I am the dumbest creature Almighty has ever created!!!
I am gonna describe to u how can u get ur id skrewed in 5 min…
The following is a part of the conversation that happened between me and my friend….

My pal: ur bday on ---- - rite??
Me : yaa….y? ( shudve smelt smething there itself…as he just hit a quarter
century in asking my bday)
My pal: simply
Me : gifts r always welcome
My pal: ya ya…jst keep waitin
My pal: and send me ur zip code…. so i can send gifts
Me : ------ ( my senses completely clouded by d sight of dis gift waiting 4 me –dumb instance 1)
My pal: u knw wat
My pal: i hav always been fascinated by batman
My pal: last day i drew da bat logo on da table
My pal: and devi came and asked me if it was pahntom's
My pal: my hero…she killed him (ohh god ..he’s really gud at this..i had no idea wht he's upto)
My pal: u must've been harry potter fan frm child hood
Me : no...d 1st book released only wen i was in 9 th or so
My pal: so who was bfor dat….shaktiman?
Me : archies….but hes a big flirt.
My pal: betty??
Me : yaa..i like betty….similar to me
My pal: so betty ur childhood hero? ( here at this point I did wonder y he is hellbent on knwing my childhood hero…even I din hav a perfect idea who it was.. and how the hell does betty fit in as a childhood hero)
Me : naaaa…..i liked ------ quite ( don wanna publish it in the net…the answer is already famous by now…sighhhh)
and at this point my friend suddenly gets sleepy and he goes to sleep promising me a cute surprise next day…and I too hit the covers dreaming about the ‘pleasant’ surprise I am going to get .
The next day evening I try to get online as usual and get sign in problems…and it hit me…every piece of the riddle fell into its place…he just had to click the ‘4got passwrd’..I was angry or sad at myself or him..anyway will describe the behind the scenes play later sometime as I am not too sure about the responses.. it was that I dint remember my secret question ( ie..until this Monday…thanx to my pal ,will never 4get that nymore :D) as I created the id some 6 or so years ago…( these r all just the cover up’s for my dumbness , that I found out after hard researches).
Moral of the blog :
Don’t give stupid questions and stupid answers ( like what vehicle u have…maruti) and behave stupidly like this . Every friend may not be as trustworthy as mine :) !!!