What's up?

I had written a post a couple of days ago. And it was something inspired from my own life that I had converted into a silly story. Why silly?...well because I am not exactly the emperor of creativedom. (Yes, I know I am a blog-ninja, but that doesn’t really help. Blog-ninjas only protect their honour, maybe fight spam and then take coffee breaks when they are bored...not produce works of Shakespeare...because you should know that blog-ninjas are not a million monkeys put in a room either). So yes...like I was saying...I’m the contemporary Casanova and I know a thing or two about using chocolate...no wait...that wasn’t what I was saying...but that’s true too. So yes...like I was saying before I cleverly inserted a stupid joke...the post turned out to be quite silly and under the influence of a powerful truth potion (the kind that Bill shoots ‘the bride’ with)* I would admit it was a little girly girly. Well…I should have expected that because it was about a gorgeous girl. And gorgeous girls make me weak in my knees**. And as much as I would like to weave a story where I am a devastatingly handsome man who sweeps her off her feet by optimizing her MATLAB code with the use of vectors instead of nested loops, with some awesome car chases and evil overlords dying at my hands added in for good measure...I’m sure you all would find that a little unbelievable. So I wrote a simpler story...and it turned to be a little sappy. And being a blog-ninja*** my blog-sense immediately picked up trials of its sappiness and I verified this fact from a friend of mine. It was put up for about 10 minutes on my blog after which I promptly (but silently...just like a deadly killer) struck with my sword and destroyed it. Of course it still is lying somewhere on my computer. And I just might post it at a later time...maybe even in its original form. But that’s for the future.

So yeah...I deprived you all a chance to make fun of me.

BUT for now, ninja-code**** dictates that I should say something that is apropos to the post title. So let me tell you about this undergrad in my department. He has this most peculiar habit that I am about to explain. But before we go there take a quick look at this conversation...

Person1: “Hey man...what’s up?”
Person2: “Nothing much...what’s up with you?”
Person1: “Nothing grr8...just catching up on some work.”
Person2: “Cool...me too...alright then. I’ll see you later.”
Person1: “Yeah cool...cya later dude.”

Does this conversation strike as being out of the ordinary, weird, inappropriate or lacking in honesty to anyone out there? I certainly don’t think so and in fact I have similar conversations with almost everyone I am acquainted with.

Except when it involves our protagonist.

This guy literally considers the meaning of the words “What’s up?” and eagerly launches into a nice lecture about what is on his mind right then and what he plans to do in the next few hours. And this has happened so many times and it continues to happen.

A few examples (NOTE: These conversations are not doctored):

Example 1:
Me (casually walking past him): “Hey man...What’s up?”
Him: “Oh...I was just here trying to learn this new software that I need to use for this project in that so and so course. But I’ve been having a few problems...I'll keep working on this for a while and hopefully will figure them out.”
Me: “...hmmm...ok...good luck”

Example 2:
Me: “Hey Pat*****, how’s it going?”
Him: “Pretty good...pretty good...thanks...I finally got my senior design project to work so that was cool. And now I have to make sure I do well in my tests so I can manage a good GPA this semester...lets see how that goes.”
Me: “ haah...good...alright then”

And I feel bad now because I have started exploiting the situation. When I am in a hurry I don’t say Hi to him cuz that would slow me down severely. In other times when I feel like having a little fun I go up to him and say “Hey Pat, Just what exactly is going on man...its been a while” and while he sincerely starts telling me the story of his life I sometimes bite my lip to avoid succumbing to the urge of smiling.
One of the many reasons why I am such a dork!
So yeah...that’s all.
It’s time to go now.

And in conclusion I would like to thank my parents, my friends and Pat for making life fun for me and also a certain blogger from whom I shamelessly stole the idea of the starred-references but am too chicken to admit openly.


* If you don’t know what I’m talking about…leave a comment and I will promptly point a finger at you and laugh and take great pride in the fact that I can recall lines from this particular movie better than you.

** It’s a disease called ‘beingaguyosis’

*** I’m kind of overdoing the whole blog ninja thing…right?

****I know, I know...but I can’t help it!

***** His name really isn’t Pat...but I bet you didn’t care. And I promise this will be the last starred reference.