Although I love anonymity but I finally told my roommate about my blog, today. She was so impressed by it that she became senti,  and has read all the posts in one day(I know, I’m amazing. Thank you Thank you).

She has seen me grow from my first year (This was one of her lines in today’s chat with her) and I have seen her too (Alright, I accept. The change in me was way bigger). So I’m gonna bitch about her today (Ooh, I was dying to do so).

In our college, in first year, students get double rooms. We are both from the same region so we should have been fine with each other. But as I mentioned earlier, I am a socially inert person and like to be alone and work alone. Last two years before entering my college, I had worked alone only – my study room was my whole world. In the college, it took me two years to open up with people around and I think this hurt her the most. I talked very less to her. I had an inferior complex and she used to talk to other people more. (Okay, I am not making excuses and I am coming to my mistakes too!). And she and my other current friends seemed to be from a totally different world (Even now, when my sister sees my pics with my friends, she says I look like a country bumpkin T_T and here I thought I had changed for good). They had different habits, different styles and a lot of knowledge about worldly ways (which I didn’t have “initially”). And her habit of reading out loud! That I can never forget. Although I could never say to her, even after her asking me again and again, I did have problem with that. And that sometimes enraged me so much that I would go in the room of some other girls I had made friends with, at that time. How sad would that have made her. Oh God, how much did I make her suffer? Now, when I am writing this, I am realizing.

My biggest mistake was I didn’t even try to talk it out. I am one of those who keep things inside until it becomes a volcano ready to be erupted at any time, any place on anyone. But now I have been given a chance, I apologize for that. I don’t think, I would be able to tell you this directly, ever (And no discussions on this after whenever you read this, alright? It’s embarrassing!)

And then come the good days. The things I learnt from my friends, she has the biggest part in that – from about boys and boyfriends to curse words (and things which can’t be told 😛). Her influence totally changed me. She was the one, with two others in my circle who took me to the beauty salon, for the first time in my life, for things other than haircut, in my third year of college (Yes, third year OF COLLEGE, that too was almost end of it) verrrrry forcefully, since I am not particularly interested in make-ups and all. I don’t think I would have even given it a second thought if they hadn’t been with me (This is really becoming something but now I have started confessing then let’s see it through the end).

What else? Ah! She knows every habit of mine. She never, even once, complained about my love for East Asia. Rather she helped it grow. She had to bear with the Japanese songs (She even learnt some lyrics including OSTs of Cardcaptor Sakura 😛) and anime all the time. If she had stopped me at that time, I don’t think I would have discovered my real passion for east Asia. She knows the secrets even my sister doesn’t know (not that I have that many but you do need that one person in your life apart from your sibling and boy/girlfriend). And “boyfriend” reminds me, she desperately wants me to have a boyfriend. She still keeps asking me, if I have made one yet. (Haha! That is never gonna happen my darling.)

This post, I dedicate to my bestie. I know you’re reading this (Obviously, I’m the one who gave you the link). In the end, I would only like to say thank you for being in my life.

And I think this song would suit here: