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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.

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.

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.