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[05 Jul 2006|09:54pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

The following quote is from the same guy who told me that my people are the ninjas of mainland Asia. He's as fun as a barrel of monkeys. No joke. I'm just too tired to use exclamation points to make my statement more believable.

"The world needs more hot intellectual Indian party chicks in monocles."

I'm supposing the implication of the full conversation was that all I lack is a monocle. *wink wink, nudge, nudge*

I am completely smitten by this soundtrack, done entirely by Badly Drawn Boy. I used to have it on my desktop, but as I've complained about a million times before, the damned thing has gone to computer hell in a handbasket. So I am sans the About A Boy soundtrack. *wink wink, nudge nudge times two*

ajaaaaaaa byebye LiveJournal!

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[19 Feb 2005|12:10am]
[ mood | creative ]

Bored. Took this quiz about 50 times, and got the same results, but it still seems inaccurate. See for yourselves..

You are Jun Jin! You're all about having fun and
goofing off, not to mention getting naked in
the jungle. And man, what a dancer!

Which Shinhwa Member Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

I'm not sure where the whole "getting naked in the jungle" comes in, but I guess I'm pretty goofy. And since when is my Junnie such a little manwhore?

Going to Japan......

Sarang hae yo xP

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[10 Feb 2005|09:44pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

This week has been way too awesome for my soul and well being, way too horrible for my grades...and it's only the second week of the semester. I have been to a wedding, bhangara'ed, snuck to mumbai for a practically life changing musical experience, spent nights on the phone with long distance friends, was fussed over (!!!) indie style, had way too much coffee (but not enough girl talk...you can never have enough of that), walked around the city with Sidd a couple of times with no destination in mind but fucking ridiculously good music blaring on my iPod, bummed around on a couple of couches with great conversationalists until the wee hours of the morning, actually spent money on music, and watched lots of Full House.

So I guess I'll be studying most of the day so I don't feel guilty going to the concert Sunday...rs300 for an awesome band. Club Congress. Be there or be trapazoid.


You say your days are ordinary
And no one ever thinks about you
But we're all the same
And she can hardly breathe without you
She says she has no time
For you now

Such a pretty little ditty.

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[07 Feb 2005|10:21pm]
[ mood | blah ]

Yesterday I was reading and simultaneously chatting (I am the multi-tasker extrodanaire) and all of a sudden..*BAM* I felt like someone unloaded a wheelbarrow of bricks upon me. It hurt soooooo fucking bad. I can't even begin to explain it. After a bath and good long chat (I always wanted to have a phone conversation in a bathtub...is that weird? I tend to get bored just sitting around in water and bubbles...it's not like you can read in the bathtub, I mean, it's so easy to get the book/magazine wet. Phone is better...it seems like a good way to pass the time. And it was.) I felt much better, but I think it hit me again when I tried to get up this morning. I was planning on doing another audioblog, but I have a feeling I"m on the verge of losing my voice. Ick my entire head and body hurt. Ick Ick Ick...And this blahness has taken a serious toll on my verbal skills. There is nothing interesting about the above cyberbabble.

New topic.

So apparently, I have several readers I don't know of. It's not uncommon for me to get an email that says something like "I've been reading you for a few months, but I just haven't commented". It's very odd to know that there are people reading my thoughts and ideas and daily events and I have no idea. I guess that's what a Livejournal is all about, but it never occured to me that anyone besides those who comment actually read a post.

The other day however, two people on two seperate occasions told me that a lot of their friends read me too, and some talk about what I have to say outside of  commenting. Oh goodness. That's just odd.

Thing is, my thoughts and life are lame and boring. I don't get it. I think it may just be because of the link, and people are like "oooh...*click*" and just check it out. Or maybe, I'm so awesome at bullshitting I can take the most mundane events and turn them into something worth reading. So maybe I should take this as a compliment to my communication skills. In that case...thank you, I love you too. =) And start commenting. I'd like to hear from you.

God that was a lame post. *smacks head*

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[06 Feb 2005|01:04am]
[ mood | bored ]

Yesterday (Saturday), I went to the kohee chop with Sidd to grab a quick drink. The gori lady in line in front of us wasn't paying attention and was gabbing on her cell phone. I nudged her when the casheir repeatedly said "I can help the next customer in line!" and she didn't move and inch. She went forward, ordered, and pulled out, in a search for her wallet: a palm pilot, two notepads, a heap of coupons, and some other beeping electronic device that I didn't really recognize. After paying, she went to wait on the couch thingy they have set up on the side for people waiting for to go orders. We ordered and sat down next to her.

She was talking about some meeting that didn't go right, and what the next step was. She was obviously on a three-way call. I looked more closely at her now...well about as closely as you can inconspiciously look at someone out of the corner of your eye. Her Kate Spade tote was loaded with what seemed to be all the trappings of a portable desk. She had on a tweed suit and a Hermes scarf tied daintly around her neck. And, as if she hadn't already gone overkill on the designer items, she had Gucci sunglasses.

But, she look so old. So tired. So frazzled. So harried. The huge diamond in her wedding ring made me wonder if her husband was the same way. Constantly working, so he could buy her even bigger solitaire earrings. What were their lives like? I thought to myself. That's when another call came in..."No, I told you to have them ready this morning. You're late...well I'm sorry. June has a tournament later tonight, I'm baking brownies with Allie today. It's her 8th birthday tomorrow, you know.....no no, Jim has a special surprise planned for her...nothing big, we just went on a family vacation...right right..."

I guess maybe, even when you're that busy...the stereotypical image of the driven woman having no personal life doesn't always hold true. Maybe there's hope yet for all us aspiring career women out there.

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[04 Feb 2005|11:31pm]
[ mood | hyper ]

Call me Phi Phi.

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[02 Feb 2005|07:28pm]
[ mood | satisfied ]

Well, here is it. My new and improved (and very blue) Livejournal. What do you think? I know the colors aren't great, but I saw the Dongwan collage and I just couldn't resist (teehee).

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[29 Jan 2005|07:10pm]
[ mood | annoyed ]

I think sometimes people don't realize how lucky they are. They may say they appreciate what they have, understand the profundity of it, and even be able to name specifics, but they never really truly know how special what they posess is. I don't want to say "until it's gone" to finish this post, because that's so cliche. But there's no other way to say it.


Just my two cents. Take it or leave it. And the people who need to see it most will probably pay the least attention. But whatever. At least it's out there.


You would seem so frail in the cold of the night
When the armies of emotion go out to fight
But while the earth sinks to its grave
You sail into the sky on the crest of a wave

~Nick Drake, "Cello Song"

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[28 Jan 2005|06:46pm]
[ mood | refreshed ]

Yay!! I got some sleep last night! *does jig*

Drank chamomile tea and took a hot bath-was out like that *snaps fingers*.

Then again, it could have just been because dance kicked my ass yesterday. Heh.

Whatever, I'm well rested. Sore, but very awake. And that was the point.

Just watched Fools Rush In (hehe).
No matter how many times I see it, this movie is still wonderful in a horribly cliche way.

You should know by now
I wont' settle for any less
Than everything, you said
"That's super, take the long road with me"

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[27 Jan 2005|10:24pm]
[ mood | stressed ]

Everything is changing..people are leaving, new people are coming, lives are beginning, chapters of lives are closing...

Why can't everything just stay the same? And does it make me a coward to not want things to change, because I don't want to leave something comfortable to face something new?

..Or does it just make me stubborn?

I wish I knew the answer. Sidd says it's just that I'm human. Maybe he's right. But then, there are so many people out there who welcome, accept, and even look forward to change.

I just can't handle leaving the good times behind, because I know from personal experience that they are few and far between..very limited. At least for myself, if not for most people. Although I would imagine I am just like everyone else out there.

On another note, they say the only thing that distinguishes writers from everyone else is that they can recognize a story in a single moment of existence. Today, I saw several of those moments. I hope that I never lose that sixth sense, even though I never get even an eighth of those stories on paper. It makes life worth living.

And your heart's not yours to control
No matter how tight the reigns
Love will find its own direction

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[26 Jan 2005|10:21pm]
[ mood | awake ]

Mass romantic fool
Separated by sheets when the curtain calls you
Speaking on the themes of stolen virtue
Missing from the radio (radio)
Now this romantic duel is into the streets
Bon appetit you've eaten me alive you realize

This boy's life among the electrical lights

Hmm. Good song.

So it feels like everyone I love and I can actually relate to around here has either graduated or won't be dropping by all that much. I feel ridiculously out of place.

This is going to be a long semester.

Well, hey. There's always good music to spend my time with.

I don't know why my last post updated the timestamp. But hey, I got some more insomnia cures. Keep them coming...I'm going to try each one until I find one that works. Not like I've got anything to lose. So send 'em this way.

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[25 Jan 2005|06:23pm]
[ mood | lazy ]

For the 1092384710658176481723^10 people who asked me about it:

Slowcore is indeed famed for the snail's pace of the skeletal music -- melodies linger forever and rhythms lurch forward, all shrouded in thick, dank atmospherics. While closely intertwined with sadcore, which favors a similar sound, slowcore's concerns are far more musical than lyrical -- in fact, many slowcore bands are instrumental outfits, while those with vocalists typically employ much more opaque lyrics than their soul-baring sadcore counterparts.

So yeah, Shaan, you were right. Low would be in that genre. I was thinking more along sadcore when we were talking.

And see Sam?!?!? IT IS TOO A WORD.

"Different Stars"
It is too late to feel like a numb skin
Say that you've harpooned me, am I a prize then
I am lost as the sea, you tell me what I see
Love was supposed to save me

What an absolute comfort it is to know that whoever you love, or miss, or are thinking of can look up in the sky and see the exact same moon you are. And perhaps you are thinking the exact same thing at that moment. Or perhaps you both lie in your beds with the blinds open at night and stare out at the stars, dreaming the same dreams, remembering the same memories, or humming the same song.

The vastness above me somehow made me feel so...connected.

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[24 Jan 2005|06:59pm]
[ mood | hyper ]

Macro-economics, Game Theory, and International Trade..Fuck, I will marry an economist. Together we will make lots of budding economists. Hell yes.

You think I'm kidding. Heh.

On another note, there is a slowcore indie band by the name of "Trespassers William". The fact that they named themselves with an allusion to the old Winnie the Pooh books makes me like them. I haven't heard much but hey, indie + loveable bear = instant awesomeness.

That's all. xP

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[06 Jan 2005|05:43pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

Think I might give this another shot..wish me luck!


[07 Dec 2004|10:25pm]
[ mood | thirsty ]

I am a creeper (meaning I'm really quiet when I move/walk and nobody notices I'm in the room until I open my loud mouth). not by anymeans on purpose, but i do it. I can't help it. That's just the way I've always been...I'm sure I've given everyone I know at least one heartattack since they've known me.

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I spent an entire day not talking and not trying to get people's attention...would anyone notice me? If I just did my super quiet thing and didn't draw any attention to myself, would I even really be there? I think it would be cool in a way to be able to observe people as if you weren't around.

I guess it's kind of like people watching, but with people you know instead of complete strangers at a coffee shop or in the city park. I think that would make it all the more interesting. Instead of making up stories about people you don't know, it would be learning the stories of people you do know. Just observing life without participating.

Somewhat unrealted to the above, I've always wanted the chance to do the whole "It's a Wonderful Life" thing...you know, see what the world would have been like without me. I wonder if I've really made as much of an effect on people's lives as I or they think...or if they would have been just fine without me. You may say it's a somewhat depressing thought, wondering what it would be like if I wasn't born...but I just think it's ridiculously interesting to contemplate. If everyone was put here for a reason, and everyone meets the people that they meet for a reason...what was my reason, besides being ridiculously addicted to all things online, consuming much more caffeine than a body ever should, being the squishiest human pillow in existance, and entertaining my friends by being funny when I don't mean to?

Thought to ponder I guess.

But anyway, back to the initial topic...yeah...it's really intriguing to try to watch people you spend your day with, and obvserve from the outside. It must be a very different view from the one on the inside.

I guess sometimes I just wish I could melt into a wall...go unnoticed for just a little bit, and watch the world I'm usually a part of go on without me, and see what develops.


[16 Nov 2004|11:32pm]
[ mood | sick ]

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<p><font size="1"'>Sometimes, unfortunately, I'm such a girl. I've spent my entire life convincing myself that I am in fact not a romantic but a total cynic. I question everything and look at every kind action with a suspicious eye. You know, the whole: I've been through shit it's made me hard I hate the world love is a joke every girl for herself blah blah blah.

Then it takes a few words, or a song, or a guesture, or something as gag inducing as a chick flick to make me realize how what I thought of myself was wrong. I might have that bit of a biting sarcasm in me most of the time, but at the end of the day I'm just like all those other girls I used to pity and ridicule.

*sigh* Yes. Such a complete and total goob. Heh, goob.

[03 Sep 2004|06:01pm]
[ mood | weird ]

Do you ever wonder how the story of your life would sell? I mean, if they wrote a book about your life, would people find it interesting? Would it be tragic? Exciting? Inspiring?

Being a writer, I often wonder if I should write my life story, just for myself. And I wonder, if anyone found it years from now, when I died, would they care? Would it be something that they would want to read? Would they be shocked by what I had to say, my true and honest to God opinions, my emotions, and what I've done, or experienced, if I told the complete and total truth? Sometimes I feel that my life is so absurd and outlandish and the opinions I have are so uncharacteristic for someone like me, that people would think I was making it up. But doesn't percieved fantasy make for good reading?

I wonder what I would write, and what I would keep inside of me forever. I sometimes think about how much I feel like two different people. I always feel like I'm walking beside myself, and my true self is watching the Priya everyone knows, and wondering why she feels so compelled to put up a wall. And why she's not open to actually trying the experiences she really wants to have...

Sometimes I truly and honestly ache to share the real me with the world...and maybe I could find a way that it seemed I wasn't doing so. Maybe that's why an autobiography, disguised as something else, has always been so intriguing to me. While my short stories are inspired by my experiences, they're just that...inspired. Not a narrative account. And I feel that while the experiences I've had are not all ones I want, they are varied for someone my age. I've seen so much in 13 years. And they've shaped me.

I am who I am...thoughts, opinions, emotions, reactions, interests, passions, quirks, tastes, and all...because of what came before for me.

I think I just want to be understood. And now that I think about it, maybe not even by the world...just a select few. And I don't understand why, but I think I would feel more at ease knowing that they understand me, no matter what their reaction to the information.

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[01 Sep 2004|08:32pm]
[ mood | silly ]

These guys are hilarious....

ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?

COSTELLO: Thanks.I'm setting up an office in my den
and I'm thinking about buying a computer.


COSTELLO: No, the name's Lou.

ABBOTT: Your computer?

COSTELLO: I don't own a computer.I want to buy one.


COSTELLO: I told you, my name's Lou.

ABBOTT: What about Windows?

COSTELLO: Why? Will it get stuffy in here?

ABBOTT: Do you want a computer with Windows?

COSTELLO: I don't know. What will I see when I look
in the windows?

ABBOTT: Wallpaper.

COSTELLO: Never mind the windows.I need a computer
and software.

ABBOTT: Software for Windows?

COSTELLO: No. On the computer!I need something I can
use to write proposals, track expenses and run my business.
What have you got?

ABBOTT: Office.

COSTELLO: Yeah, for my office. Can you recommend anything?

ABBOTT: I just did.

COSTELLO: You just did what?

ABBOTT: Recommend something.

COSTELLO: You recommended something?


COSTELLO: For my office?


COSTELLO: OK, what did you recommend for my office?

ABBOTT: Office.

COSTELLO: Yes, for my office!

ABBOTT: I recommend Office with Windows.

COSTELLO: I already have an office with windows! OK,
lets just say I'm sitting at my computer and I want to type a
proposal. What do I need?


COSTELLO: What word?

ABBOTT: Word in Office.

COSTELLO: The only word in office is office.

ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows.

COSTELLO: Which word in office for windows?

ABBOTT: The Word you get when you click the blue "W".

COSTELLO: I'm going to click your blue "w" if you don't start
with some straight answers. OK, forget that. Can I watch movies
on the Internet?

ABBOTT: Yes, you want Real One.

COSTELLO: Maybe a real one, maybe a cartoon. What I watch is
none of your business. Just tell me what I need!

ABBOTT: Real One.

COSTELLO: If it's a long movie I also want to see reel 2, 3 & 4.
Can I watch them?

ABBOTT: Of course.

COSTELLO: Great! With what?

ABBOTT: Real One.

COSTELLO: OK, I'm at my computer and I want to watch a movie.
What do I do?

ABBOTT: You click the blue "1".

COSTELLO: I click the blue one what?

ABBOTT: The blue "1".

COSTELLO: Is that different from the blue w?

ABBOTT: The blue "1" is Real One and the blue "W" is Word.

COSTELLO: What word?

ABBOTT: The Word in Office for Windows.

COSTELLO: But there's three words in "office for windows"!

ABBOTT: No, just one. But it's the most popular Word in the world.


ABBOTT: Yes, but to be fair, there aren't many other Words left.
It pretty much wiped out all the other Words out there.

COSTELLO: And that word is real one?

ABBOTT: Real One has nothing to do with Word. Real One
isn't even part of Office.

COSTELLO: STOP! Don't start that again. What about financial
bookkeeping? You have anything I can track my money with?

ABBOTT: Money.

COSTELLO: That's right. What do you have?

ABBOTT: Money.

COSTELLO: I need money to track my money?

ABBOTT: It comes bundled with your computer

COSTELLO: What's bundled with my computer?

ABBOTT: Money.

COSTELLO: Money comes with my computer?

ABBOTT: Yes. No extra charge.

COSTELLO: I get a bundle of money with my computer? How much?

ABBOTT: One copy.

COSTELLO: Isn't it illegal to copy money?

ABBOTT: Microsoft gave us a license to copy money.

COSTELLO: They can give you a license to copy money?



ABBOTT: Super Duper computer store. Can I help you?

COSTELLO: How do I turn my computer off?

ABBOTT: Click on "START"..........

Ps. I love Sheik!

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[31 Aug 2004|01:45pm]
[ mood | peaceful ]

And now, for the moment you've all been waiting for....

Summer Storm

A distant thunder looms on the skyline
Cimmerian shape shifting clouds rush in
Expanding they dance swiftly and intertwine
A cool breeze suddenly tickles my skin

Wind whipped blades of tall grass weave in soft wave
Flares of hot lightning streak across the view
The wind resounds thunder booms in a rave
Cleansing rain begins its heavy debut

Leaves beckon and give way to the downpour
Tiny streams rumble over soaked concrete
Parched and thirsty the grass drinks in galore
All is silent and the storm is complete

Rain soaked clouds fade into a lighter hue
Everything smells so alive fresh and new


[26 Aug 2004|08:59pm]
[ mood | happy ]

One of the best feelings in the world is when someone IM's you out of the blue with something along the lines of "I have to go soon, but I just wanted to say 'hi' real quick, and I hope you're doing well...". Just the thought that he or she thought of you in his or her few spare moments, even though you haven't seen each other in months, makes you feel confident about the respective friendship.

So thanks "SandNeegga"! I was having a crappy day, and you made it that much better. Can't wait to watch more Jet Li movies with you next time you're around!

Ps. I apologize for not posting any poetry these past few days. I know how much you're dying to read some of my latest pieces. Hehe, don't worry though, it's coming!

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