Aww! Its February Again!

 

February is a month of surprises.

I don’t believe in luck or fate. But I like the concept of it. So, when I say, February is a month of surprises, I don’t believe it’s because of an act of god or something. It’s just that I am exaggerating about it. And it’s making a lot of weird and awesome memories. So, why not think about it as some magic. **My inner atheist cries**

I never thought about these kinds of events in my childhood. It all started after I have joined the college.

I have my birthday on February. It’s my first birthday where I was spending it away from my parents. It was the first time I had ever stayed alone. I had tried staying alone in my 8^th Standard. Its not even alone, I had gone to one of my friend’s house for vacation. It only lasted 3 days. I started crying at the night of the 2^nd day. Then one of his relatives brought me back to my home.

Then during my 10^th grade annual holidays, I stayed with my brother (my Big Dad’s son) and it didn’t last for more than a week. I lasted for 7 days because of Dragon Ball Z. My brother had a lap in his house. I binged it for 4 days straight and my home sick starts creeping inside myself. But this time, I didn’t cry. I almost did but the tears didn’t fall on the floor. So, it was a success. 

And the third time was when I got selected to go to a college which teaches our career options. I already selected Biology group as I got high marks in my 10^th Public exams. It was proud moment for my cringey self, back then. And to top it off, I got selected to go to a college and cut the school. It was a 3-day trip, I guess. It was my first outing with my friends. We had a great laugh and made some new friends. One of the guys was a guy from Erode, I guess. He’s a fat guy like me and loved to talk about topics that involved sex, sex, and sex. He even liked rap songs and was a fan of Yogi B’s albums – Vallavan (Actually its Natchatra, Yogi B and Dr.Burns collaborated album but at that time, I thought it was Yogi B) and Kavidhai Gundar. 

 

He even knew how to rap. After that trip, I too practiced raping songs and got introduced to Hip Hop Tamizhan. But the important thing is, I didn’t even cry for even a second. But I felt the wave of Home sick at the end of 2^nd day of our trip, but it didn’t make me cry. It was also a success.

And I finished my 12^th grade with very low marks and ended up studying in a கேவல புஸ்ஸி college in Coimbatore. In my first night **Ahem** in the college hotel, I had a lot of hope and enjoyment to find some adventure in that new environment. It was a small and growing college. So, it didn’t have a lot of students. Me and one other guy were the only two peoples of Computer Science and Engineering Department.

He is NSK who later became my bitch.

I wanted to meet him that evening to get to know about the college. I still remember that evening. My parents left me alone and went off. On the way from the college gate and the hostel, I was controlling my tears. Successfully, I didn’t drop any tears. I was thinking of my new life and the adventures I was going to have.

And then I met NSK.

I knocked his room’s door. I was 2 days late for the college so, I wanted to ask about the classes and hoped to befriend him.

நீங்க தான் அந்த New Studentஆ?

ஆமாங்க ஜி!

ஏன் ஜி இந்த காலேஜ்ல வந்து சேந்தீங்க? இது ஒரு மொகக்க காலேஜு. எங்க வீட்டுக்கு வந்து நல்ல மண்டைய கழுவுநாய்ங்க.. நாய்ங்க!!!

And he closed the door.

I couldn’t control my tears. 

I went straight to my bed and covered my full body with the blanket. I was sharing my room with 2 other guys. I didn’t want them to know that I was crying. So, I closed my mouth with my hands and cried until my snot covered my head. The lights went off and I dozed off.

When I woke up the next day, I came to know that I had ejaculated myself. Wet Dream helped me to cope-up with my new situation it seems. FUCCKKKK!!!