A Compilation of Events in High School

Here's a post to all the fun we had in high school, a recollection of the bits that I was a part of. 

Abigail:

Me: Did you know, the tongue was the strongest muscle in the human body?

Abigail: Really! We should have tongue-wrestling matches, then!

Bala:

*Hemanth asks Bala to get him a cup of coke from the vending machine*

Bala: Here, da!

Hemanth: Dai, this is a bottle, da! I want a cup!

Bala: There you go! *plonks down a bunch of disposable cups*

Beena:

Me: Oh, and Beena! Did I tell you, there was this TV program yesterday, called 'Neeya? Naana?', and it had Rani Mukherjee as a guest star.

Beena: Hey, but she is from Bollywood..and its a Tamizh program..

Me:*with a straight face* Yeah..but, apparently, she was born and brought up near Tirunalvelli, and then went on up north..

Beena: Really! I didn't know that...I'm gonna check it up on YouTube today!

Me: *chortles internally*

Hemanth:

"Dei, I think the comp is getting heated too much..Switch on the fan!"

*talking about volumes and shapes*

Hemanth: You know that kind of Tiffin box, da?

Me: Which kind?

Hemanth: This one, da, it'll be round, shaped like a puri.

Karthik:

*I show him my fancy-looking calculator*

Karthik: Oooh! One of those simple, but stylish mobile phones, eh? Nice! It takes only calls, doesn't it?

Me: -_-

Lakshmi:

*talking about F1*

Me: Mika Hakkinen was the last Finn to win an F1 title, before Raikkonen.

Lakshmi: Oh..Mika, Mika...did you know, there is this Indian Athlete called Mika Singh..he is called the 'Flying Sikh'..?

Me: Dude, its MILKA Singh. -_-'

Melita: 

*me holding my telescope mirror holder, an elliptical contraption with a rod sticking out*

Melita: Hey! What's that?!

Me: Um..its a..hammer...its called Thor Hammer.

Melita: Thor Hammer? What's that?

Vihar: Thor Hammer...its a kind of hammer, which you use in tiny, hard-to-reach places,and nail things down..

Melita: Oh, cool! I wouldn't know anything about it..

Monesh:

*During Physics Practicals*

Monesh: *exasperated* Dai! Wherever I tap the jockey, the Galvanometer shows absolutley NO deflection at all! I think something is wrong with it!

Me: Dude, that is the Ammeter you are looking at!

Mounika:

*She has a fancy Magnifying lens in her hand*

Me: Hey, why don't you try focusing the sunlight at a point?

Mounika: *raises the lens to her eye and looks up at the sky*

Me: -_-" 

Murali:

*Before Environmental Education exam*

Murali: Dei! FAO oda full-form enna da?

Me:*straight-faced*  Food And Organisation.

Murali: Thanks, da!

*On the phone with Karthik and me, talking about football*

Murali: Dei, FA Cup na enna da?

Me: *keeping my voice steady* Oh, that! That's part of the history of the FIFA World Cup..you see, FIFA was               founded by two countries, England and Spain. England had the FA Cup, and the Spaniards played for FI cup, and one day, they had this bright idea to combine their respective competitions, and invite other countries too, thereby forming the FIFA World Cup.

Karthik: *chortles*

Narendra:

*At the food court in Spencer's*

Nari: Ah, I finally got my food! *places tray on table* ...Damn, I forgot to order something! *Goes*

*I hide the patty from Nari's first ever burger*

Nari: *Comes back, opens his wrapping, and takes a bite* Dai! This is daylight robbery! Nothing but bun and sauce, and they charge 90 bucks for it! 

Pranjul: 

Raeshmi: 

Sai Lakshmi:

Siva Kumar:

*me holding up an imitation MIB 2 bracelet*

Me: This is the Light of Zortha..

Siva: Poda...

* explaining Chemistry over the phone*

Me: And the formula for calculating Osmotic Pressure is pi.V = n.R.T..

Shiva: *writes it down* And what do each of them stand for?

Me: V is Volume, n the number of moles, R is the universal Gas Constant, and T is the temperature in Kelvin, and, pi, of course, is the subject of the equation, the osmotic pressure.

Shiva: Oooh...appo pi vandhu 3.14 illaya..?

Vimstan:

The Wedding Cake. That is all.

Vihar: 

Me: Yo, Vihar, did you know? A long while back, there was this chant which Siamese monks used to say, it gave them immense strength and knowledge...it goes 'O-WA-TA-NA-SIAM'.

Vihar: *repeats for the next quarter of an hour* 'Oh, what an ass I am!'

*Vihar, at the height of his vanity*

*Girl seething with rage at Vihar*: If looks could kill, I swear, he'd be dead by now.

Vihar:*in all earnestness* What does that mean? I'm so good-looking I deserve to die?

Me: =_="

Wimut: 

*English paper, make sentences with 'Feline'*

 Wimut: *wrongly understanding 'feline' to mean 'weak'* My dog was feeling sick for the whole of last week, so I thought he looked feline.