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Name: Chaya Tharangini Gender: Female
Interests: Obsessions with Apolo Anton Ohno and Harry Potter, and of course, God, music, friends and family, key club, and apricots. Expertise: obsessing, being the crown princess of english, the beauty queen of everything. = ) ohh and the huh? what? game = D Occupation: Student
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8/29/2003
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| Friday night I went out to the local bar/pub/wine place scene with a couple girlfriends, which ended up being wildly enjoyable. And yes, I'm exaggerating a bit. Anywho, one of my friends got this AMAZING new SLR camera for her 21st birthday a couple weeks ago, and has been using it to excess of late. Which is a-okay with me, since it means I get a lot of awesome pictures taken of me, seeing as how she's a very good friend of mine. At the wine place we went to, I thought I'd get creative with the camera and took a picture of my wallet, keys, and phone on the pretty mosaic table we were sitting around:
Someday, when/if someone loves me, he (or she, I suppose, in a friend or family way) will look at this photo and feel warm inside because it reminds him/her of me. I kind of love the idea of someone's signature items reminding others of that person. 
Side note: I'm seeing Owl City in concert this weekend, and may I just say once and for all: I don't care how much you like his "Fireflies." I liked his music before you did. And yes, I realize that is kind of a bitch move. I'm comfortable with that. | | |
| Best Grey's line I've heard in a long time (from a song, so I guess it doesn't really count): "You're the reason my heart beats. It's cause you showed it how." | | |
| I remember when:
1. Writing was beautifully easy and not at all daunting. I used to just hear the cadences in my mind and think of the words to fill out their hollow shapes. Arguments in essays came easily and were almost always insightful. I was confident in my abilities and, most importantly, didn't worry that perhaps I had passed my prime.
2. I cared what my hair looked like, and it looked kind of good as a result.
3. I was a freshman who thought it a matter of course that I would find true love in college.
4. Being a fan of The Postal Service was uncommon (and their music sometimes laughed at), at least among the people I knew.
5. My lower back wasn't so sensitive and wont to spasm painfully when I got up wrong.
6. I still thought of myself as fundamentally outgoing, as a girl who would never have trouble connecting with her peers.
7. My knees didn't experience random creakiness--at least not with the frequency they do now.
8. I wouldn't have liked Waiting for Godot.
9. My faith was unquestioned, unsullied, uncomplicated, and tangibly comforting. | | |
| Aaand here's one of the funniest conversations I've had in a while:
bff: can we make ur life into a sitcom please bff: we can call it me: will and grace 2.0? bff: the palimpset adventures me: hahahahaha me: no one would want to watch it! bff: fine me: thanks for validating my palimpsest metaphor, ps bff: we could call it bff: SEX me: HAHAHAHAHA me: people would be SORELY disappointed me: the only sex in the show would be me watching sex and the city reruns bff: eh, i could guest star bff: to make the title valid me: yaaaay bff: (as if) me: we could call it GAY SEX me: then bff: gay sexual liberate + straight virgin bff: woooot
I love (love) my gay best friend. I can't imagine my life without him. | | |
| I know it might be very (very, very) odd and somewhat gross (not in an actually gross, but like, "ew she's so ridiculous, it's gross" kind of way), but I'm a little in love with "One Time" by Justin Bieber. The music video for the song is the iTunes free download this week, which is why I know it well, though I did hear it on the radio the night before I downloaded it and thought, this kid is a good singer, reminiscent of but better even than early (and even current, really) Chris Brown, but so young-sounding. And young he is indeed: little Justin Bieber is all of fifteen years old, though if you watch the music video, you might have to INSIST that he can't be a day older than twelve, because he's just so...youthful. And kind of a cutie. In a totally little-kid way. Moral of the story: it's a good song, the kid can sing, and it's the iTunes free download, so why not check it out? My favorite part of the music video is when Usher shows up at the end and gets bonked on the back of the head with a stray beach ball. Though the opening shot, when Justin is playing video games with his BFF Ryan and opens his mouth to speak with a disconcertingly baby-like voice is a close second.
Oh, and I also LOVE (unashamedly so) Miley Cyrus's "Party in the USA." Judge me if you want, but it WILL make you want to dance. And if it doesn't, then you're either just not cool or just not into dancing. And I'm not sure which is the worse fate.
PS I read Robinson Crusoe for class (finished it about an hour ago) and it kind of sucked. And I'm totally writing this instead of a reading response to A Streetcar Named Desire (which is very anti-climactic the first time you read it, being one of the best-known plays in American theater, but is a lot better when you read it for the second time, especially if you've seen the movie before the second read. Who can forget Marlon Brando's "Stelllaaaaa!"?). And I also need to read "Of Property," by Locke, which may make me want to barf a little, seeing as how it will probably be very plodding and/or boring. On the bright side, it would seem that I've gotten really good at reading ridiculously convoluted nonsense, e.g. Robinson Crusoe, which would have been impenetrably dense to me back in high school. Yay intellectual progress, or something. | | |
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