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2012: the year of legit

it’s official. rohini and i took our small presence on the world wide web one step further and bought ourselves a real deal domain name. we’re finally legit and our best-friendship has been resealed for life. i imagine the emotions i’m feeling right now are akin to what brides feel when they set up their wedding websites. it’s a real shame best friend registries aren’t a thing. nevertheless, we’re lucky rohiniandyang.com wasn’t already taken. i’m told it’s a hugely popular name combination.*

in the spirit of the new year, and the oft ambitious resolutions that come with it, rohini and i came up with a list of other things we’d like to make legit this year. and we will. here it is:

our gym memberships
total cliché, i know, but it must be done. we pay for them, and we never go. it’s time we start hitting the elliptical with some regularity.  my new slogan is “12 pounds in 2012!” note the exclamation mark, it means i’m serious.

living together
most people our age move to be with their significant others, so it’s hard for people to understand why rohini would move to dc to be with me. our blog helps dispel some of that confusion. it’s time we put an end to our long-distance relationship and swap the 800-some miles standing between us for a reasonably-priced, thick, sound-proof wall.

careers
part of rohini’s moving here is also motivated by dc job opportunities in education reform. her time at TFA is nearing its end and i’m excited to see where her budding career will take her next. i’m also thinking of some professional moves of my own.

our status as bloggers
we don’t blog enough. we have our good streaks, but life and exhaustion keep getting in the way. living together should help.

las vegas for new year’s eve
rohini and i had a plan in the works to go to las vegas this past summer, but failed to get our act together. we now have our sights set on sin city for new year’s eve 2013. i can’t think of a better way to end what has the makings of being a great year and ringing in the next one.

and there you have it. it’s also worth noting that 2012 is the year of the dragon, a sign we both wear with pride. so if there’s ever gonna be a year to get things done, it’s this one.

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*total lie, but we hope it will be someday. rohini and i dream about future generations of indian and chinese girls being named after us and becoming best friends over their shared love of our blog. we dream big.

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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give me a bake

my dearest rohini,

i get it.  you feel bad that you haven’t had the chance to enjoy the amazing (if i do say so myself) baking that i’ve been doing these days. well, last i checked, it takes two people living far apart to make a long-distance relationship, so please spare me your bitterness. you know you’d be my test-taster if not for the several mailing restrictions on perishable goods that stand in our way.

and for the record, i don’t buy your ” i myself am anything but talented in the kitchen.” we both know that if you could just force yourself to pour the cake batter into the pan and in the oven where it belongs and not in your mouth, you’d have some great creations of your own.

so, i’ll gladly accept your proposal but ask that you bake with me. i already have the perfect recipe in mind. we’re going to bake your favorite funfetti cupcakes from scratch (!!!). i sincerely hope you’ll rise to my challenge.

a series of unfortunate events

…followed by one very fortunate event: my return to rohiniandyang the blog.

here’s the deal:

recently, i’ve taken to cautiously glancing over my shoulders to make sure i’m not being followed by a group of dark and thundering clouds.  the glance is more a metaphorical glance really…my response to a very unfortunate, very bad stroke of luck that I’ve had recently.  i’d rather not go into the gory details of what exactly has happened, though the stories are pretty ridiculous (a.k.a. hilarious), so ask yang to tell you about them.  let’s just sum it up by saying something was shredded, something had to be replaced, some things were taken, some things were lost, something had to be changed, something had to be replaced again, something was canceled, some more things were lost and most of these things i’d really like to forget (or laugh about).  either way it’s not important how i got here, just that i am here.  again.  for good.

everyone has those comfort items they turn to when the going gets tough (and the tough can’t always get going).  well i’m going to list mine.  christina aguilera’s “i turn to you” is playing in the background.

1. beary – my aptly named stuffed bear from childhood is my number one cuddle buddy and greatest confidante (after yang of course).

2. the dark knight – though the film is dark and twisted, batman is my favorite superhero and this is my favorite movie.  it doesn’t hurt that yang and i share a love for christian bale.

3. rainbow chip frosting – everyone has their comfort food.  mine happens to be sugary, colorful and easy to scoop from the jar.  after 10 to 15 spoonfuls i usually feel like vomiting from sugar overdose, but until that point it’s pretty satisfying.

4. family – though phone calls home often result in more stress than anything, being home is probably one of the best feelings in the world.  home also means colorado which i’m sure you all know by now to be the best state in the union.  they didn’t call them purple mountain majesties for no reason.

5. writing – while i don’t consider myself the best writer in the world, i enjoy putting words together whether that be in a blog post, essay or persuasive email to a friend.

6. yang – who better to turn to that my #1 best friend and mate in this long distance relationship?  they say it takes a village to raise a child.  well it took a yang to raise me (and a set of parents who i love as well…happy father’s day, dad).  i don’t want to imagine where i’d be without her.

looking over this list in my current position, i feel like i have two options: sugar comatosing on my couch, spooning a stuffed bear and intently watching the dark knight, or writing about yang and our promance.  i choose rohiniandyang (though a dark knight movie date may come later this summer).  the blog is back in business.

goodbyespace

remember myspace?

don’t you wish you didn’t?

if you’re in your early 20s (or late 40s, depending on your motive), the answer to both of these questions is probably yes, because like me, you weren’t active on myspace long, but it was long enough to catch you at your most hormonal/emotional and when you were most guilty of oversharing.

i managed to suppress this time capsule of my awkward teenage years until this morning, when a coworker mentioned the outdated social network in conversation. this sudden reminder prompted me to log in to my long dormant account. what i found wasn’t pretty and i’ve been hiding my face in my palm ever since.

there’s this for instance

one of my more controversial senior pictures. the caption reads, “this is not a slutty picture.” now that i’m older and wiser, i see this for what it is. my photographer had an asian fetish and i was his naive victim.

then there’s the long list of infinitives under my interests: “kite flying…giggling, joking, playing, kissing, loving, being.” kite flying? giggling? being? i now have barfing on the mind.

needing a break from 17-year old me, i decided to look for evidence of rohini’s past. i was disappointed but not in the least surprised that rohini, the forward thinking girl that she is, was smart enough to delete her myspace account long ago. i’m finally following in her footsteps, but not before posting a few more highlights. what can i say? i’m a nostalgic softy, even for the painfully embarrassing artifacts of my childhood.

– a few things from the long ‘about me’ section:

I believe
…friends are the greatest assets, and i am rich in true friends
…life is a song, God’s love is the music
…it is every girl’s right to be a princess
…the OC awakens the soul
…1 Corinthians 13

i used to be an avid listener of christian radio and obsessive watcher of dramatic teen television shows. i’m still guilty of the latter.

– on may 28, 2005, I quoted dr. seuss in a blog title “don’t cry because it’s over. smile because it happened.” yes, i did the unthinkable, in 575 words, i shared my first ever breakup for all to see. here’s an excerpt:

“It would be so easy for me to cry right now, but instead i think i’ll channel it into an art piece i am very pleased with. So you’ll have to excuse me.”

at least i was polite.

– high school boyfriend and i got back together the next day. i’m a little disappointed that i left the reconciliation unblogged.  BUT devout christian teen me did choose to quote a few choice words on love from a Rabbi Julius Gordon two days later.

“Love is not blind – it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.”

now that i’ve shared an abridged version of my teenage years for your amusement, i can delete my myspace account in good conscience. i’d also like to take this moment to say a few thank yous. thank you nyu for accepting me and for providing me with the email address i needed to get a facebook account. thank you mark zuckerberg for creating facebook and saving me from myself.  thank you god, adolescence is just a phase.

myspace account deleted.

the teacher snow day

i have lived in st. louis for about 6 months now. monday night was the first time i sat down, turned on my television and flipped past a gossip girl re-run to watch the local news. my motive? the weatherman. his prognosis? predicted snowfall of up to 6 inches.

for the college student or working adult, which i presume most of the readers of this blog must be, snowfall is a pain in the ass. walking to your classes or commuting to work can be treacherous and may lead to severe rear end damage (on both humans and automobiles).

for teachers and pre-college scholars, snowfall is a matter of religion. “please dear god, let it snow, let it snow, LET IT SNOW!”

well in the city of st. louis (and for you lucky bastards in atlanta who have it even better), god(s) heard our prayers. yesterday, january 11, 2011 was ms. murali’s first snow day.

the teacher snow day

– wake up to hear best news of the day
– fall back asleep until noon
– gchat with yang
– leisurely reading under comfy blanket
– pleasant lunch date with roomie
– netflix
– wordfeud explosion on my phone (if you have a droid, download this app and challenge me)
– plan time
– BLOG TIME!

the student snow day (flashback to rohini circa 2004)

– wake up to the sound of parent’s loud voice
– fall back asleep upon hearing what loud voice is sharing
– complete unfinished homework assignments taking up left half of bed
– shovel driveway
– walk to yang’s house, three streets down from mine (how convenient for two best friends…this will be chapter 1 of the future rohiniandyang bestseller)
– watch episodes of chinese television series, ‘meteor garden’
– eat flamin hot cheetos (heats the soul right up)
– take a nap in yang’s bed
– get picked up on now cleared roads

teacher snow days rank pretty much right up there with student snow days with one exception. i’d like to look three streets down from my apartment and see dupont circle instead of a jack in the box. i suppose our gchat convos will have to suffice for now.

as for yesterday: to the big guys up there, you did well. it was bomb.