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we’re 2!

two years ago on this date yang and i took the intimate details of our best friendship and posted them on the internet for all to see.  in those two years we have graduated, moved to different cities, taken on different jobs and grown more into our adult selves.  we’re happy you’ve been able to tag along for part of the ride and we hope you’ll continue to read about our musings and adventures.  let’s be honest.  these are our terrible twos.  we’ll be tearing this year up.

to commemorate our second anniversary i’ve made a list of my top ten favorite rohiniandyang posts.  hope you (re)enjoy

10. kid in a candy shop – my important take on diversity

9. let miley dance – yang campaigns for the public to show miley cyrus a bit of sympathy

8. i love college – my commentary on graduating from college and joining the adult world

7. goodbyespace – yang says farewell to her time capsule/embarrassment of a myspace account

6. usa vs. canada – yang and i still haven’t resolved this one

5. goodbye kitty – owning hello kitty pens as a teenager is one thing, possessing a hello kitty debit card as a grown woman is an entirely different matter

4. mccain-lieberman – best friend duos revisited

3. hump day – wednesdays would never be the same

2. crop failure – where i become a purveyor of facebook etiquette

1. a chindian friendship – if the reasons weren’t obvious, yang and i spell out why having a chinese/indian best friend is bomb

hope you enjoyed reading some (or all for our special fans) of our faves.  also as two denverites it would be wrong to conclude this anniversary message without a shout out to our home team and the amazing game they put up yesterday.  go broncos!  yang and i look forward to the text conversation we will have during this saturday’s game.

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rohiniandyang say thanks

thanksgiving brings with it many time-honored traditions: football games, turkey dinners and elaborate parades.  my favorite tradition, however, is the rohiniandyang reunion.  from the time we started college, thanksgiving became a special time of the year that we could count on being home together.  this year is no different.  last night, in the grocery section of our local wal-mart supercenter looking for last minute meal ingredients, yang and i embraced one another after spending four months apart.

since we are so thankful for this holiday, we decided to pay thanksgiving some respect and share more of what we give thanks for.

we are thankful for

1. wordpress.com – the gracious host for our blog…wordpress we couldn’t do it without you.

2. family – both yang and i are blessed with families who are very understanding of our long-distance relationship.  while we come home to see them, a certain block of time must be dedicated to rohiniandyang.

3. the yangs – i’ve spent many a thanksgiving eating the vegetarian items at their dinner table.

4. friends – living so far apart from one another, yang and i might be lonely if not for the many friends we have found in our respective cities.  shout out to my stl crew, particularly my lovely roomie.

5. pinterest – yang and i have always shared our potential purchases with one another, but this online pinboard makes side by side comparisons much easier.  follow our boards!

6. adam levine – i think this video explains why.

7. my kids – though they drive me to the brink of insanity on some days, the 20 some kids in room 213 make me come to school even when i don’t want to.

8. denver – we couldn’t ask for a more purple, more majestic backdrop for my thanksgiving meal.  cheers to the best city in the states.

9. footloose – though i’ve been wanting to see this movie for a while, my weekends were usually filled with…other activities.  in retrospect, i am glad to have waited.  yang and i are now going to see this hit dance drama tonight to cap off our thanksgiving together.  thank you, yang, for agreeing to see this movie a second time just for me.

on a concluding note, some wise words from my father post lions-packers game.

“watch out as you are driving, rohini.  there will be a lot of drunk drivers out there.”

“dad, it’s 12:30 in the afternoon.  but okay sure.”

Things guys shouldn’t say…or do…or be

As the winter months approach and Love Actually becomes your DVD player’s best friend, you may feel compelled to find someone to share this Xmas with.  The winter cold, however, can trick even the most sensible women into falling for truly terrible lines.  While the possibility of a post-date cuddle may sound enticing, there are some arms you just shouldn’t wrap yourself in.

In what we are conservatively describing as our dating lives, we’ve experienced our share of highs and many more low-lives.  Having met a sizable group of “men you should walk away from” we feel it’s necessary to share some things you shouldn’t look for under the mistletoe this holiday season.

We may have put up with these lines, but you don’t have to.

“Wanna bet?”
“What are we betting?”
“A kiss.”

You may have heard those lines in a meltyourheart romcom but in real life the kiss wager is an emptyyourstomach mess. When I’m proving you wrong I want to be paid with cash money.  Vegas wasn’t built on saliva.

“I’ve never kissed an Asian/Indian before.”

And after that line, you won’t be checking off that box anytime soon. What are you? A census worker? Nothing kills romance quite like yellow fever. Get that checked out.

“I only date Jewish girls.”

Well, “I don’t date racist boys.”  But once in a jewish-blue moon, a dumb shiksa will rise to the challenge.

“Can I borrow a hair tie?”

Words that should never be uttered by a guy to a girl. We all know what an epic joke Steven Seagal is. Don’t follow in his footsteps.

“I just have to make a quick business call.”

If I can put aside my lesson plans/homework/serious journalistic work to make time for you, you can save your business call for business hours.  Unless you’re a pimp there is no reason for work calls post 10 p.m.

“I go to Northeastern.”
“Oh cool. In Boston?”
“No in…”

“…Sterling, Colorado.” Be aware of better known, nationally accredited 4-year universities with similar names to your alma mater. Just like Cornell College is not Cornell, Northeastern Junior College is not Northeastern.

“Good morning, beautiful”

While nice to hear once in a while, when repeatedly texted every morning for a month after a drunken night on a casino dance floor, the word desperate comes to mind… so does the old adage “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”

“ :( “

Sad face emoticon?  I feel sad for you.

We hope you enjoyed Part 1 of what will surely be a multi-part series.

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high school sweethearts

while cleaning out my room I happened to glance through my photo albums to find this gem.

seniorprom.may2006.rohiniandyang

we got hitched and a polaroid camera captured the moment.  til death do us part, baby.

on another note, looking at this picture reminded me that my sense of fashion has come a long way since senior year of high school.  i now know that all cargo pants should be packed up and shipped off to a land of fashion don’ts.  2011 has certainly been a much more fashionable year for rohinianyang than 2006 was, so be on the lookout for our take on this year’s summer styles.

google plus

new to google+?  so are we.

gchat conversation on july 11, 2011
Yang: i dont get google+
  but whatever
Rohini: i don’t fully get it either
  i think it might be easier
  for some things
Yang: ugh why would **** add me
Rohini: well guess what
  you can put him in a loser circle
  ooh
  let’s make that happen
Yang: loser circle?
  can people see what circle you have them in
 Rohini: nope
 Yang: you’re sure?
 Rohini: yup
  add me to the loser circle
  just to be sure
  (and then promptly remove me)
Yang: i did
  i’m gonna take my time removing you
Rohini: you don’t even want to know the name of the circle i just added to you
Yang: !!!!!!!
Rohini: let’s just say it starts with dirty
  and ends with *unt
our consensus: members of the loser circle are not aware of their membership.

let me eat cake

if you have been on facebook and are friends with yang you have surely been witness to the website titled fortune goodies.  you may have also stumbled upon the website after Googling “adult asian films.”  either way i’m sure you are aware of yang’s second profession: baker.  if not, let me give you a sneak peek.

 original and coconut macaroons

red velvet cupcakes

mini baked donuts with chocolate ganache

cheesy cheez-its

thanks, yang.  thanks for buying a camera that would take pictures of your baked goods and make me salivate in front of my computer screen.*  oh and double thanks for the red velvet cupcakes.  they’re my favorite.  i’m sure you baked them for me…to look at.

perhaps you sense a tone of bitterness in my voice.  if not, let me spell it out for you.  i’m bitter.  as you scrolled past each of these images i’m sure that one thought crossed your mind…mmm, how can i get some?  well i have the same thought, only considering i AM the best friend of the fortune goodie maker you would think i would be fortunate enough to feast on the goods.  fate has dealt me no such fortune.  not one of these impeccably baked, decorated and photographed treats has made it past jpeg form for me.  to add to the misery, i myself am anything but talented in the kitchen.  my idea of baking is eating my roommate’s cookie dough and praying that i don’t get salmonella poisoning.  cruel, cruel world.

i know what you’re thinking.  does yang even know that you want her to bake for you?  well, i’m not one to be rude and obvious about it.  let’s take a look at some of my more subtle clues.

new game: how many m’s will rohini have to use in the word yum before yang gets a clue.

i know what your next thought might be.  yang’s pictures are popular.  a lot of people comment on them.  maybe she wasn’t paying attention to what you wrote.  true.  if only there were were a way to know when someone reads your facebook comments…

oh wait.  there is.  she knows i want her baked goods and she fucking likes it.*

i’ve had it.  a girl can only take so much and my frustration has reached its limit.  either yang bakes me a cake or i will try baking one for myself and burn my apartment down.

here’s my proposal.  i will be in d.c. next wednesday.  that is a full week’s notice to buy whatever flour, sugar and rainbow chip frosting it will take to bake me a cake as fast as she can.  can’t wait, pattycakes.  oh and in case you’re afraid yang might be baked out after making fucking cheez its…she’s not.

thank you, twitter.

friends, join me in my desperate plea.  my request is quite simple.  LET ME EAT (YOUR) CAKE.*

*that’s what s/he said

the real deal

one of the many joys of summer break (yes, i still have a summer…be jealous) is the ability to watch hours upon hours of mindless television without feeling the slightest guilt over missing other obligations.  side note: yang currently watches the same mindless television that i do.  how she does it while working a full time job and playing martha stewart in the kitchen is a mystery to even me.  anyways, of all the mentally stimulating gems i’ve discovered on the tube my favorite category by far is the true to life brand of reality tv shows.  there’s something rather gripping about real people doing real (dumb) things in front of a camera.  anyone who tells you they don’t enjoy reality tv is a dirty liar because no one saw this jersey shore clip and didn’t laugh.

our latest reality obsession is a talent seeking competition with 4 celebrity coaches guiding amateur vocalists to become “the voice.”  what originally drew us to this show?  the sex appeal of adam levine…who knew that tattooed arms and high pitch vocals could be so attractive in a man?  but now if you ask us why we love “the voice” we’ll tell you it’s the amazing talent we’ve seen and the adorable coaching of mr. blake shelton.  wednesday night was the show’s season finale (spoiler alert) and we’re so happy for javier colon, winner of the season’s competition and father of 2 very adorable mixed children.  while we were really pulling for blake’s candidate dia frampton to win it, yang and i are still confident that dia’s unique voice will land her a sweet record deal in the near future.

“the voice” is pretty respectable as far as reality tv shows go.  the performances are entertaining, the artists can really sing and the celebrity judges are actually celebrities (a.k.a. not sharon osbourne).  nearly 12.5 million viewers tuned in tuesday night to hear the best singers from each team duke it out and yesterday’s #1 and #2 tops songs on itunes were both original numbers from the show.  yang and i are clearly not alone in our levine/shelton love nor in our fave new itune downloads.  the voice = quality tv.

quality, however, is not the word i would use to describe the some of the grade d material we used to watch.  sometime after freshman year of high school, fox put together its brightest minds to produce “paradise hotel.”  for those of you who haven’t heard of it, the basic premise of the show is to bring a group of hot, young singles together at a luxurious resort to make magic/sex/magic sex happen.  the show had an odd number of residents so at the end of each week couples paired off to occupy a room together and the last person standing was forced to leave paradise.  then, each week a new resident arrived at the hotel and tried to wedge his/her way between a couple to push some unlucky person out of their room.  the goal of the show: to stay in paradise the longest and win $250,000.  translation: make nice with the opposite sex and put out a little for a cash reward.  incidentally one of the front runners for the grand prize was also the least attractive person both in looks and personality at the hotel.  yang and i referred to him as ugly dave.  if you think we were being harsh, take a look for yourself.

i’m sad to say the show didn’t last past its first season though it did inspire the creation of israeli, danish, swedish, norwegian, dutch and hungarian versions of paradise hotel.

yang and i have definitely upped our standards since the times of paradise hotel.  but not by much.  every monday i commit 2 hours of my life to believing that the bachelor or bachelorette can find true love.  and yang may someday marry a polygamist after watching one too many episodes of sister wives.  don’t judge us please.