This is a formal announcement to confirm that what you read on AJN and MA's Facebook walls are true.. I will be in Troy, NY, for RPI's NSBE/SHPE, from September 29th to October 2nd, 2011.
OK? ok....
October 1st, I will be in Atlantic city, NJ, for my good old friend SM's bachelorette party. I am suddenly wondering if I'm Maid of Honor, or just another Bride's maid... Will have to fight AA, tooth and nail for that position, eh ! Bring it !
I will end by predicting that not one of u fools from RPI, who are reading this, will comment on this post. Hence making my formal announcement seem pretty silly :|
the oh so funny/ scandelous things my co-workers say
on technology
PS: who needs a smart phone? what you need is a friend who has a smart phone and you're all set
on pets
JH: I want a fat English bulldog, that'll slobber all over itself and be so lazy it can't even walk. Then I'd drag it around the neighborhood in a wagon .. we'd be so happy together
on having babies
JH: what would I do with a child ? I'd probably tie it to the desk, and maybe wheel it around like I would my English bulldog ...
DH: no , that's not what you do. you should feed it and sing to it and give it lots of water...
on siblings
AN: I have two younger sisters. They only get dumber. I went to stanford, my second sister is going to the university of the pacific, my last sister is probably going to get a "C" in spanish.
PS: who needs a smart phone? what you need is a friend who has a smart phone and you're all set
on pets
JH: I want a fat English bulldog, that'll slobber all over itself and be so lazy it can't even walk. Then I'd drag it around the neighborhood in a wagon .. we'd be so happy together
on having babies
JH: what would I do with a child ? I'd probably tie it to the desk, and maybe wheel it around like I would my English bulldog ...
DH: no , that's not what you do. you should feed it and sing to it and give it lots of water...
on siblings
AN: I have two younger sisters. They only get dumber. I went to stanford, my second sister is going to the university of the pacific, my last sister is probably going to get a "C" in spanish.
Frunch
HH to me(n other ppl) : Hey, will you to Frunch with me on Friday at Macaroni Grill ?
me (automatically, with great enthusiasm) : sure!!! sounds like fun !!!
(I find out later that Frunch = "farewell lunch" ... oops!)
me (automatically, with great enthusiasm) : sure!!! sounds like fun !!!
(I find out later that Frunch = "farewell lunch" ... oops!)
shhh...
*A loud "HAHAHA" from the neighboring cubicle*
Meanwhile, in our alcove:
DH (in a sinister tone) : its all fun n games until somebody gets hurt
*No one reacts*
The End ...
(yes yes that wasn't so dramatic)
Meanwhile, in our alcove:
DH (in a sinister tone) : its all fun n games until somebody gets hurt
*No one reacts*
The End ...
(yes yes that wasn't so dramatic)
+1
Today, I was generously invited to a party at DD's, tomorrow night, and she suggested I bring a +1, from our 'collection' of mutual friends, which brings to mind, one very serious self-directed expression !
"Oh no ! I'm 15 again" (this is in reference to that party 8 years ago before we left to Goa, on our breakaway trip. If you went to high school with me, you know which one !)
So after we tried(and failed) to lure MV into the party-mood, for a wednesday night, I further grudgingly decided to accept the host herself, in her pity-offering to be my +1.... as opposed to facing a party, as I now face life, as a + ZERO.
Cheers !
(thanks DD :D)
"Oh no ! I'm 15 again" (this is in reference to that party 8 years ago before we left to Goa, on our breakaway trip. If you went to high school with me, you know which one !)
So after we tried(and failed) to lure MV into the party-mood, for a wednesday night, I further grudgingly decided to accept the host herself, in her pity-offering to be my +1.... as opposed to facing a party, as I now face life, as a + ZERO.
Cheers !
(thanks DD :D)
Adele part-1
I have such an incredible girl-crush on Adele. <3
After effects of seeing her in concert on Sunday.
I promised a friend I'd write a long post on the entire experience, but I'm currently getting fried at work, so that will have to wait. I'm all grown up now. I actually have priorities that come before long self-centered monologues about my "run-of-the-mill"-everyday-life! ;)...
So anyway, I'll stop now, and pick up again later..
After effects of seeing her in concert on Sunday.
I promised a friend I'd write a long post on the entire experience, but I'm currently getting fried at work, so that will have to wait. I'm all grown up now. I actually have priorities that come before long self-centered monologues about my "run-of-the-mill"-everyday-life! ;)...
So anyway, I'll stop now, and pick up again later..
Caesar + i
This morning I drove my bimmer to work, with loud, beating, bollywood music, through my ipod plugged into my nifty auxiliary stereo input, well above the speed limit... and I thought to myself, "this is the life,........ oh crap ! I'm a Persian-guy !!!"
woes - part 2 (survivor)
Ok that wasn't so bad. Minus the silly shoes and jeans...I had a pretty good time.
woes
Today I'm invited along to play tennis, with a bunch of athletic, well co-ordinated looking, non-desi people from the office, after work. I don't have the right shoes/ clothes on today. My hair is a greasy mess, and most importantly I have not picked up a tennis racket in 7 years.
Kill me, kill me now !
Kill me, kill me now !
the reason why I'm never going to find a husband...
(this morning on the train to work)
indian boy: how much are you paying for your apartment
me: ...$
indian boy: !!!!
me: y? how much are u paying..? i thought u lived in north park
indian boy: yes but 4 of us are sharing a one bedroom. It works out more economical, no?
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: you have a room AND a bathroom to yourself ?
me: yes
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: do you bring lunch?
me: no i go out a lot. my team likes to bond over good food
indian boy: oh i dont eat out.. its 7$..8$ each time
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: dinner also you go out ?
me: umm ya i sometimes meet other friends
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: i won't buy a car. too expensive and i don't need one. insurance, gas, repairs, who will pay?
me: oh umm ok
indian boy: u?
me: ya i'm buying one this week
indian boy: oh !!!
indian boy: honda or toyota?
me: umm neither
indian boy :(faints)
well he didnt faint..but he might as well have !
indian boy: how much are you paying for your apartment
me: ...$
indian boy: !!!!
me: y? how much are u paying..? i thought u lived in north park
indian boy: yes but 4 of us are sharing a one bedroom. It works out more economical, no?
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: you have a room AND a bathroom to yourself ?
me: yes
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: do you bring lunch?
me: no i go out a lot. my team likes to bond over good food
indian boy: oh i dont eat out.. its 7$..8$ each time
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: dinner also you go out ?
me: umm ya i sometimes meet other friends
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: i won't buy a car. too expensive and i don't need one. insurance, gas, repairs, who will pay?
me: oh umm ok
indian boy: u?
me: ya i'm buying one this week
indian boy: oh !!!
indian boy: honda or toyota?
me: umm neither
indian boy :(faints)
well he didnt faint..but he might as well have !
erik's
MS (over lunch of clam chowder) : I'm on a strict sea-food diet...
HH & I: you are??
MS: Yea I see food, and I eat
LOL... Canadians
HH & I: you are??
MS: Yea I see food, and I eat
LOL... Canadians
Hand
Yesterday I went to get my nails done at a salon, down the street from where I live, at 6.45pm. A 55 year old Vietnamese woman (Hahn) was the only one in the salon.
She was quick to explain that she was working late because of my appointment.
I blushed and apologized for keeping her here so late, and made a mental note to tip her generously.
We got to talking and Hanh (pronounced 'hand') started to tell me about her life as an immigrant in a foreign land, divorced and alone in a strange country, with the heavy responsibilities of a single mother of two.
A refugee from the tribe of the 'boat people', some 40 years ago, she talked about the struggles of being 'traded' in as a virgin bride, escaping Vietnam and traveling to Thailand in the dead of the night. The fears that came with landing in Thailand, the most notorious capital of pedophilia and the sex trade. Evading all of that and finally landing in the US, the land of hope, that promised equal rights to citizens and immigrants alike.
Being discriminated against and forced to bankruptcy at the first business her husband started. Being married to a drunk, and the pain of having to leave him.
Watching her grown up son throw his life away by dropping out of college, and her now promiscuous teenage daughter, who is giving up all her mother risked to bring her to this country, to join the notorious profession of aspiring models.
Then there are the everyday worries of health insurance and bills. I quote Hanh, "I have oyster when there's money at the end of the month, and on other months I eat oatmeal, every month is a struggle". "All I can do is live with the faith that I have been a good daughter to Buddha"
I wont go into explaining her story in graphic detail here, but it will suffice to say that at 8.45 pm, I hurried home, through the darkened streets, wondering why there were so many bad people in the world and if it would ever be safe.
She was quick to explain that she was working late because of my appointment.
I blushed and apologized for keeping her here so late, and made a mental note to tip her generously.
We got to talking and Hanh (pronounced 'hand') started to tell me about her life as an immigrant in a foreign land, divorced and alone in a strange country, with the heavy responsibilities of a single mother of two.
A refugee from the tribe of the 'boat people', some 40 years ago, she talked about the struggles of being 'traded' in as a virgin bride, escaping Vietnam and traveling to Thailand in the dead of the night. The fears that came with landing in Thailand, the most notorious capital of pedophilia and the sex trade. Evading all of that and finally landing in the US, the land of hope, that promised equal rights to citizens and immigrants alike.
Being discriminated against and forced to bankruptcy at the first business her husband started. Being married to a drunk, and the pain of having to leave him.
Watching her grown up son throw his life away by dropping out of college, and her now promiscuous teenage daughter, who is giving up all her mother risked to bring her to this country, to join the notorious profession of aspiring models.
Then there are the everyday worries of health insurance and bills. I quote Hanh, "I have oyster when there's money at the end of the month, and on other months I eat oatmeal, every month is a struggle". "All I can do is live with the faith that I have been a good daughter to Buddha"
I wont go into explaining her story in graphic detail here, but it will suffice to say that at 8.45 pm, I hurried home, through the darkened streets, wondering why there were so many bad people in the world and if it would ever be safe.
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