Trees

College.. First year..
The first taste of freedom.. well we were kinda tired of all this when this happened. so no big words..
We were always outta class... bunking and getting out giving stupid reasons.. etc..
Our campus was our fav place... we used to jump around from bench to bench there to find the best one giving the best comfort and the best view as required at that time..
Our campus was flooded with old old trees.. with trunks that we couldnt cover even if we hug it together. offering the best of the shades and the best cover from teachers going to the canteen etc...
One afternoon when we were free from class... and were as usual lingering round the campus the monkey in me woke up and wanted ta climb the beeeeg tree placed right at the entrance to our campus.. and the trunk was shaped like seats and we could all sit down comfortably..
No one was around except for a few kids.. not that we would have cared.. but had to make sure no teachers were watching us...
Slowly bubbling with excitement of being able to do something different and cool we climbed the tree making as much less noise as three giggling girls could make.. well not giggling.. laughing girls could make.. and creating as much less movement a possible that 3 fighting girls could make.. so as not to attract attention...
we had got books for ourselves to read while on the tree.. and we settled down..
me sitting on one side, vish with her feet hanging.. and Pdz got the best seat.. she was half lying on the trunk..
We sat so for almost an hour.. then our bums started wearing out.. we got enough of it and decided to climb down.. and there we spotted our HOD.. he saw us.. stalled for 5 secs then made his way to the canteen.. nothing will ever come in between our teachers canteen trips...
We climbed down.. happy at having achieved something we considered worthwhile.. and then is when we spot Pdzees got bubblegum stuck to her dress..
Yuckkkkk......
A huge blob of pinkish gum...
Eeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwww......!!!!
We get to work.. trying ta pick it out..
we use sticks.. twigs.. leaves and what not to get it off.. and atlst tired of all those measures failing we use our hands.. [eeeeewwwwwwww......er] picking out whatever we can of the adamant gum..
poor Pd .. this is what she gets for getting the best place.. heeeeeeeeee...
Well.. in the end there was a greenish brownish sticky patch on her behind.. which she had to carry all the way on her 1 hour journey to home...[she even used it again later.. after wash mind u.. and it was not visible after some time.. right PD?].. but it never downed us.. only taught us to check for goo on trees before climbing up anywhere..