Viae Priya

2003-11-02T13:13:00.000-08:00

Because I can't resist peer pressure, I got an
LJ.

2003-10-28T15:20:00.000-08:00

Squeee! So, so happy right now! I simply cannot wait for nekkid!Lucas tonight. Damn that boy is fine. And though I’m not too fond of Nathan, those feelings tend to change when he’s revealing his delicious six packs. And to quote Neville from Adamo Fidelitas: all we need is a tub full of pudding. That scene just might be able to top Lucas getting friendly with his (basket)balls.

I went shopping yesterday. There was an incredible sale; I got a red hot mini, which used to be $34 for $2.99. Actually, I got there just as they were having their Half Hour $2.99 sale. However, all that I managed to get was that skirt. Then I went to Hetch’s where I got a cute black, swishy skirt with a pink ribbon. So I got a pretty good bargain.

However, today was not a bargain at ALL. I still so annoyed; I got my research paper back. What I got? An 89! Gah. One point away from a 90! I know I might sound a bit weird but it kills me to know if I hadn’t had a comma splice or something small like that, I could’ve made an A-. When he handed it back to me, I had a total spaz attack—I went into a state of talking incoherently and sputtering. Baanu actually had to hit me with her Frisbee to make me snap out of it. So now I’m going to go pout in my little corner while I work on homework.

2003-10-20T19:16:00.000-07:00

Life has been stressed lately that I haven’t even gotten anytime to complain. I know, how much does that suck? I’m so exhausted from writing my research paper on the Great Zimbabwe yesterday; I so happy there’s no homework in World Civ tonight. I seriously would cry in a little corner. Gah.

I’ve been trying to get a monologue for theatre, which I have to perform tomorrow, down pat. I’ve memorized it thoroughly, but the only problem is my accent. I’m supposed to be a rag doll who is crushed and depressed because she has been replaced by *gasp* Barbie. I’m using a high pitched, baby voice. It actually works really well for the scenario; however, for some reason towards the end, I adapt a British accent! Heck, I didn’t even know that I could do a British accent till today. It’s quite funny, really—at certain times during the monologue I’ll say something Britishly. I’ve tried stopping but it’s NOT working! Ah! I wonder if I could just be an English rag. I guess that’s what I get for watching too much Harry Potter and Bend it Like Beckham. Siiigh.

Okay, back to reading The Campaigns of Alexander. *dies*

2003-09-30T15:04:00.000-07:00

What the fuck was that?

*screams*

I hate the WB! It’s such a tease!

GAH.

I was looking forward to seeing nothing covering the HotAss’s balls and bum except a basketball since the first time I saw the preview and fell off my couch. It was supposed to be the highlight of my life. But, NO. The WB just keeps showing it to reel viewers in.

I want nakedness, dammit.

*kills WB*

2003-09-26T14:25:00.000-07:00

Oh. My. God.

I’m petrified right now. I’m going to die!

My dad found a snake skin in our garage just now. What if the snake is loose in house? *shudders*

I’m going to be extremely careful, but just in case I die this weekend or sometime soon: I love all of you and want to apologize if I was a snarky bitch at anytime.

2003-09-15T19:09:00.000-07:00

Oh, Everwood is just too damn brilliant. The season premiere was so tragically beautiful. In the beginning I was very skeptical—the opening scene is very fuzzy and warm—and thought the writers couldn’t handle something like this well. I was definitely wrong. This ep reminded me of the Dawson’s Creek episode, The Longest Day, which was in S3, I think. I was really impressed by how genuine it was. Masterfully done. I love that technique—repeating the same scenes a few times, but adding a bit more to them as they play.

SPOILER FOR EVERWOOD
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There, you have been warned. I thought that I had prepared myself for Colin’s death. Boy, was I wrong! *sobs*

Why? WHY?

BWAH!

COLIN! Come back!

*sobs again*

The ending was so bitter-sweet. I really was crying. Dammit.

2003-09-14T18:58:00.000-07:00

I now understand why MTV doesn’t go around making movies. Wuthering Heights was the lamest piece of cinematography I have ever seen. Just because they pair Mr. Sex On A Stick with some blondie, and have way too many snog and shag sessions doesn't mean it will be good. Though I’m not complaining about scenes filled with Sweaty!Shirtless!Heath, Leather!Heath, or Motorcycle!Heath. Heh. This movie has yet to crash and burn and suffer the wrath of the critics. Nonetheless, it was very amusing…and creepy.

I didn’t get to see all of the movie because my mom put in her “How To Cleanse The Hindu Soul” tape, so Roxy, being the doll she is, recapped everything for me. Commentaries from The Rox and I. We couldn’t help it.

Roxy: Aw, poor Husband. How sad that she'd already cheat on him.
Priya: Eeek! He's watching!
Roxy: Okay, everyone in here is definitely freaky.
Priya: Dude, um, hello? You're married!
Priya: You don't have to go shagging him! Even if he's that hot!
Roxy: Hahaha. She deserves to get caught like that.
Priya: Lord. What a geek that boy is.
Roxy: Okay, everyone here is creepy and needs to go find civilization and see how others live.
Priya: No, that would be too sane.
Roxy: What the hell is wrong with everyone here?
Roxy: I think the ocean water and air is messing with them.
Roxy: Maybe something's wrong with the water there. I don't know.
Priya: MTV really needs some new people to help direct movies.
Priya: LMAO! I know, the water is contaminated with something.
Priya: Ooh, he's going.
Roxy: Okay, hallucinations?
Priya: Oh, Lordy.
Roxy: Is it crazy to go to a hospital down there or something?
Priya: Probably. They don’t want to get in contact with the other side.
Priya: She's dying now.
Priya: And how did he deliver the baby?
Roxy: He must've acquired the skill on the road, I guess.

2003-09-14T17:09:00.000-07:00

I stole this from Trixie
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The (Cinematic) Story of Your Life by trixalicious
User Name
Title	Only Mrs. Vaughn Can Save Us
Genre	70's Blaxploitation
Starring	Adam Brody
As	Pizza-Delivery Guy
Box Office	$220,098,373

Created with quill18's MemeGen!

A movie with Adam Brody? Squee!

I’m waiting for Wuthering Heights, the MTV movie with a shirtless blondie, to come on and am now watching The Newlyweds. Jessica Simpson puts the stereotypical dumb blondes to shame! She is so incredibly stupid. A convo between me and Roxy:

Roxy: At least now I can catch the end of Newlyweds. Such a horrible, funny show.
Priya: Oh, dude. I know. I don't have a clue as to why Nick would marry someone as ridiculously stupid as Jessica Simpson.
Roxy: That tuna/chicken comment? Classic. She's not going to live that down, at least not until she says something stupider.
Roxy: LOL. Mouses?
Priya: Oh, what about the time she spent $800+ on 2 bras--she bought them without looking at the price! That brainless git.
Roxy: This was definitely not a good move for Jessica.
Roxy: Nick comes off looking smart (who wouldn't compared to her?), but seriously....does he not see what a ditz she is? Funny, funny show.
Roxy: Dude, I know! That's ridiculous.
PriyaDC13: I bet the only reason he married her is because he gets to “fuck Jessica Simpson” as he put it so eloquently.
Roxy: When did he say that?
Roxy: That's funny.
Priya: In the camping episode.
Roxy: I need to see that.
Priya: She brought along a book of questions, and the question was "Do you want to trade your life with someone else?"
Priya: Nick hesitated and Jessica got all whiny.
Roxy: Nick is cheap.
Roxy: LOL.
Priya: And then he says, "Why would I? I get to fuck Jessica Simpson."
Roxy: LMAO.
Priya: At least he can be sarcastic.
Roxy: I like Nick. He's a funny kid. That's the only reason I can see him standing her though.
Roxy: I thought she was smart for some reason....

2003-09-14T13:19:00.000-07:00

It’s been a while since I’ve blog; I’m not good with keeping up with things, if not reminded.

We went to a camp in Alabama for the Freshman Retreat. I was scared to death because nature and I don’t mesh well together. I complained, whined, and was a total baby the whole time on the bus.

However, the trip was awesome! I had such a fun time and did things I though I could never do! I walked on a wire 100 ft up in the air ( I could so join the circus and do the high wire act), and then I fell. So glad that I had a harness. Though I did get cut by the wire—it has left a nice scar. Hmm…it’s my war scar. I also rock climbed. Real rocks, people. Not those rock climbing gyms. I got all the way, saw a spider, had a spaz attack, lost my balance, fell, hit a tree, but my belier caught me. I love her.

The food was good. And, I only got 10 mosquito bites. So not too bad.

*sobs* I miss Fan Forum so much. *kills the person who hacked into it*

2003-09-04T18:29:00.000-07:00

I’m so psyched right now. I touched the Dalai Lama’s beads!

I went to visit my friend in the hospital today; he’s in there for chemotherapy. Well, the chemo hasn’t started yet but will next week. His aunt met the Dalai Lama, told him about my friend, and asked the Lama for his beads. It’s supposedly contains healing power. I really hope so.

Now my next goal? To do yoga on the Dalai Lama’s mat. I’m such a dork.

2003-09-01T14:51:00.000-07:00

Eeeeeeeee!

I finally got a chance to work on my layout today, and got it done. I’m so lazy. My blog is beautiful again. I got tired of staring at Alexis, but I doubt I’ll be tired of staring at Tristan, Draco, Sark, and Spike. I can’t take credit for the art work; that’s all Cathy’s doing. Isn’t it just gorgeous? I love Cathy so much. She’s just too awesome!

I’m having cramps. Sigh. I think I’ll go lay back down.

2003-08-29T16:54:00.000-07:00

We went to Pizza Hut to pick up our pizza because it was right across from Staples where I needed to get some paper. This guy was coming out of the “Enter” way, and told my daddy to back up. My dad motioned the other guy to back up and go the other way. There was a lot of hand movement, especially from the asshole, bald guy. No one would budge. Finally, my dad moved back and let him pass. But before he left, he threw the lit cigarette he was smoking in our car, and it fell in my lap! GAH! He also lashed out many obscenities towards our way. My skirt smells like smoke now, and it’s stained with little ash. Fucking bastard.

UGH.

On a happier note: 3 day weekend! Woo-hoo! Which means time to work on my new layout. :D

2003-08-25T17:20:00.000-07:00

I have lost my marbles.

First day of school? Very discombobulating. *shudders*

My cousin came to pick me up late, per usual, even though he told me would be at my house at 6:30, he was there at 7. I was very pissed because I could’ve gotten an extra hour of sleep. Then, in the car, he started telling me how much freshman year is going to suck, how confused I’ll be, and how he’ll ridicule me because he’s a senior. Um, that’s a good thing. THEN, he made fun of my Pumas. No one should make fun of Pumas—they are like the best shoes. Ever. He, of course, got a much deserved kick from me when we got out. We couldn’t find a good parking space so we had to park 4 streets away. Blah. I hate walking.

I was determined not to be late this year on the first day; I’ve been late every single since 6th grade. So I did something really weird, between speed walking and skipping, but hey, it worked and I got to class on time. Though, it was the wrong class. Basically, I sat in that class for half of that period, diligently taking notes when I realized she was talking about European history. It finally registered in my mind that I was in the wrong class. Yeah, I know, I’m pitiful. I sneaked out quietly, in search of my other class. The teacher was nice and didn’t mark me tardy. Woo-hoo!

The rest of the day went by rather slowly. I could never get into my locker, which is on the very top floor, because people kept pushing and shoving. And I, being the polite moron I am, would stand there saying ‘excuse me’ and waiting for others to finish. I guess the pushing and shoving kind of grows on you because soon I could get into my locker and I even landed one kid on the floor. Ha!

I’m very giddy that I got into Yearbook; that was the highlight of my day. Plus, Hunter Claire is in it, and that’s the only class we have together. However, I’m very disappointed with the advisor I got. He’s this evil man, whose leg jingles because he got it replaced or something, and he likes to play music on it. The only reason I got him is because I signed up for drama, which was my LAST choice. I never thought I would get it. Sigh. I tried to switch into something else, but the line was too long and I didn’t have time to wait. I’ll try again tomorrow. I’m really not a drama person. Dramatic? Sure. Drama? Not so much.

Sigh. Oh, and it was freakishly hot inside of the school today. Usually I have to bring a sweater even in the summer because it’s so cool. But today I felt like I was going to faint during Geometry. I’ll need to remember to carry some water around. The homework isn’t too much. I actually think I spent more time trying to figure out my schedule than I did on homework.

Now I want to relax. I wish a new ep of The O.C. was one. I could really use my Seth fix.

2003-08-24T15:55:00.000-07:00

1. First Name: Priya
2. Were you named after anyone? Indira Priyadarshini Gandhi, Ex (and now dead) Prime Minister of India.
3. Do you wish on stars? Not much of a star gazer.
4. Which finger is your favorite? This one.
5. When did you last cry? Last week, I think. I was watching the DC finale. Poor, poor Jen. *sniffs*
6. Do you like your handwriting? I do.
7. What is your favorite lunch meat? Forturkey. :P I’m a vegetarian, as you can see.
8. Any bad habits? I would say procrastination, but that is an art.
9. What is your most embarrassing CD on the shelf? Sad to say Lucky Lady Spears got me to spend some of my money when I was younger. And stupider.
10. If you were another person, would you be friends WITH you? Of course, I’m super duper cool like that.
11. Are you a daredevil? If you count showering in 3 minutes.
12. Have you ever told a secret you swore not to tell? Actually, no. I know how to keep my mouth shut.
13. Do looks matter to you? Der.
14.Have you ever misused a word and it sounded absolutely stupid? Many time, I’m sure.
15. Do you think there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Only in a Lucky Charms commercial.
16. Do fish have feelings? Why not.
17. Are you trendy? Not really.
18. How do you release anger? I yell at people.
19. Where are your second homes? India, baby.
20. Do you trust others easily? Only when they earn it.
21. What was your favorite toy as a child? Polly Pocket.
22. What class in school do you think is totally useless? Gym
23. Do you have a journal? Blogger.
24. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Me? Sarcastic? Never.
25. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? Nope.
26. What do you look for in a boy/girl? Eh…
27. What are your nicknames? Pri.
28. Would you bungee jump? Only if I was reaching for a million bucks.
29. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Never. I’m just talented like that.
30. Do you think that you are strong? I’m a weakling.
31. What's your favorite ice cream flavor? Cookies ‘n Cream.
32. What's your favorite color? Red.
33. What is your least favorite thing? When people ask me that.
34. How many wisdom teeth do you have? I don't know. Do you really care?
35. Are you in love with anyone? Tristan, Draco, Spike, and Sark. My blonde, bad asses.
36. How many people have a crush on you right now? Like I’d ever know.
37. Who do you miss most right now? The end of summer break.
38. Do you want everyone you send this to, to send it back? There's no e-mail involved.
39. What color pants are you wearing? Light blue—my jammies.
40. What are you listening to right now? Chad singing in FF.
41. What is your home phone number? I have no phone. I have no home. I am a destitute. *sobs*
42. What was the last thing you ate? Ice cream.
43. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? Red.
44. How is the weather right now? Sunny-ish.
45. Last person you talked to on the phone? Hunter Claire.
46. First thing you notice about the opposite sex? It’s gotta be the eyes.
47. Do you like the person who sent this? No one sent this to me. I stole it from Roxy. And, I do like Rox. Very much so.
48. How are you today? Sad. School tomorrow!
49. Favorite drink? Pepsi…for those who think young. *winks*
50. Favorite alcoholic drink? I don't drink alcohol.
51. Favorite sports? Dance. That’s a sport, dammit.
52. Hair color? Black.
53. Eye color? Brown.
54. Do you wear contacts? Perfect vision.
55. Siblings and their ages: Only child. *grins*
56. Favorite month? November.
57. Favorite food? Pizza.
58. Last movies you watched? HP and The Chamber of Secret. Draco. *sighs*
59. Favorite day of the year? My birthday.
60. Are you too shy to ask someone out? Not shy. Just afraid of my mother and my life.
61. Scary movies or happy endings? Happy endings.
62. Summer or winter? Summer.
63. Hugs or kisses? Back off.
64. Relationships or one-night stands? Hmm…
65. Do you want your friends to write back? N/A
66. Who is most likely to respond? N/A
67. Who is least likely to respond? N/A
68. Living arrangements? PriyaMom and PriyaDad
69. What books are you reading? Nothing right now.
70. What's on your mouse pad? Red water drops with the Circuit City logo. Or is it blood?
71. Favorite board game? Candy Land.
72. What did you watch on TV last night? I didn’t watch TV last night. *gasp*
73. Favorite smells? Lavender.
74. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning? I don’t remember.

2003-08-23T19:31:00.000-07:00

Libero!

I am free! I finished Dune tonight. I sat down and forced myself to read it. The weird thing was whenever I wanted to stop, I heard Surya’s voice nagging me to continue. Heh. And I’ve never heard her voice. Oh, and the voice was also saying, “There will be an update to TMTC soon.”I must admit, I did enjoy it, even though it’s not a book that I would ever pick out for myself to read.

Mmm. Tomorrow I think I’ll celebrate the last day of summer vacation. I’m not quite sure how, but I’ll think of something.

2003-08-22T20:50:00.000-07:00

I rented HP and Sorcerer’s Stone today. It made me feel sort of weird—lusting after Draco. He’s so…young. Then, I watched Chamber of Secrets (a black turtle neck can do wonders for his body) and read some smutty fics; they made me feel better. Heh.

Because I’m a nice person and don’t want to disclose this blubbering idiot’s idenity, I shall refer to him as “person.” So Person really made my night tonight. I simply cannot stop cracking up.

Person: who is this?
Priya: Erm, who are you? And how did you get my sn?
Person: i dunno
Person: your name is erm?
Priya: Heh. No.
Person: oh
Priya: My name is Priya.
Person: is krishna a curry?
Priya: Excuse me?
Person: you have krishna in ur sn. what does it mean? is it a curry?
Priya: Um, no….Krishna is a God in the Hindu religion.

Oh. My. God. That’s quite possibly the stupidest thing I’ve heard in a looong while. To some of you this might not make any sense, but to my fellow Desis: laugh your asses off.

On a sad note, school starts this Monday. *wipes away a tear* Bwah.

2003-08-19T10:56:00.000-07:00

I’ve been wanting a new layout for quite some time now, and I finally have the chance to get it. The best part? I don’t have to do anything because Cathy and Ashley (not GG Ashley, but HP Ashley) are dolls, who like spoiling me and making me even lazier than I am by doing the work for me.

Cathy made the me the most gorgeous art with my favorite blonde bad asses: Tristan, Draco, Sark, and Spike. And, Miss Ashley is making me a layout. See, how spoiled I am?

Plus, I got the cutest pair of shoes. They’re sneakers that are clear and are lined with blue and have blue shoe laces. And, they are so comfortable! It’s like walking on a 5 Dr. Scholl’s gel pads. Yep. I’m gellin’ like a fellin’ without actually wearing them.

I started Dune. Every sentence I have to go look in the dictionary for another one of the invented words. Ugh. It’s so annoying and I find myself being forced to read. I think I’d like to kill myself with a gom jabbar right now. That’s the only term I’m familiar with in the book: gom jabbar. Lovely.

2003-08-14T08:56:00.000-07:00

Fiona’s birthday is this Sunday and I still haven’t got her anything. I’ll probably be able to go shopping tomorrow or Saturday.

I’ve been missing Tristan a lot lately. It’s all the WB’s fault for airing to many Tristan episodes. Makes me a glum chum. Last night he hosted Pepsi Smash with Hilarie Burton—ehn. Hilary was monopolizing all the talk time. Chad looked very nice indeed, though I thought his hair was still not the HA hair. But he smiled and gave us a peek of his adorable dimples! *sighs* I’m not very fond of Hilarie but at least she’s better than Hilary Duff—she’s legal.

I finished reading The Bean Trees. It’s a good, good book. Totally worth my time. Sigh. Now I have to read crapistic Sci-Fi book, Dune.

Oh, and everyone check out Surya’s new blog!

2003-08-10T12:53:00.000-07:00

I'm preparing myself to see Romeo and Juliet in the park with this cute blue eyed, blonde hair guy playing Romeo, and I'm trying not be bitter and suppress the urge to stand up during it and call out, “Tristan, come back!”

Bah.

Anywho, I made cake. Yes. I baked. It’s actually really good. And I know this because I had some. Mmm. Maybe I should take some cake tonight, if I feel the need to yell or something, and can stuff my face. Or I can shove the cake in front of other people’s face and laugh and sing, “You can’t have any!” I know, I’m pitiful.

Before Fiona picks me up, I have to go curtain shopping with my mom. Ugh.

2003-08-06T09:33:00.000-07:00

I’ve been so lazy and haven’t been blogging as much as I’d like to.

Mmm. Saw Colin Farrell on Live With Regis and Kelly this morning. The things I do for him—waking up at 9. Sigh. His accent is so hot! I think I actually might go see S.W.A.T. now.

Lindsay Lohan was on there as well, talking about Freaky Friday. She’s seventeen now. But what I don’t understand is why all these teen actresses think that they can sing? Take Hilary Duff for example. *covers ears* The creepy thing is that both LL and HD are working/have worked with Chad in some movie. Really, dude, fire you manager.

Saw The O.C. yesterday and fell in love with it. Adam Brody is so yummy. But I should back off because he’s Laine’s (imaginary) boyfriend. His character is so loveable and naïve in The O.C. Though I will miss him as Dave—that was one of the reasons that I looked forward to GG, seeing as Tristan is gone and all. Blah.

Liza put up a spankin’ new layout at Ad Astra. So go check it out—drool, swoon, and be wooed by the Malfoy charm. And, of course, after you’re done, read some of the fics that have been rec’ced there. If you don’t already know: we have fabulous taste.

Speaking of Draco, I wrote an angsty Draco/Hermione fic: Let Him Stumble (Sometimes).

2003-07-30T13:06:00.000-07:00

Oh.
My.
God.

Can't...breathe...Can't...

Chrissy found Chad singing “Baby One More Time”. You MUST listen to it. NOW.

Click HERE to hear the funniest thing. EVER.

I love the part where he sings “still believe” in a higher pitch and his voice cracks. I’ve heard it waaay too many times now.

I think I’m actually going to go see the movie now. Just to hear that.

2003-07-23T12:30:00.000-07:00

Last night to celebrate Olivia’s birthday, we went to Buca di beppo. It’s such a fun restaurant! We were led through the kitchen, where I saw the most gorgeous chef’s helper—blue eyes, brown hair, approx. 6’. Now that’s yummy. Our table was in the poster room—hundreds of posters were plastered all over the place, even the floors. It was odd—so many pairs of eyes staring at me. Heh. I sat right in front of a poster of a guy’s penis. The restaurant isn’t very PG. Heh.

Olive told me a story about how she was sung Happy Birthday in a Chinese restaurant; so of course, I wanted the hot guy from the kitchen to sing it to her. I asked her first and she said it was okay. I made her take a trip to the bathroom so we could talk to our waiter in “secrecy”. Everyone was stalling until I finally said, “We want the cute guy in the kitchen to sing for our friend.” And the waiter, being the oof he is, pointed to the busboy, who was cleaning the table across from us, and said: “Him? Hey, Seth, these girls think you’re the cutest guy here and want you to sing Happy Birthday.” Fiona was about to say that we didn’t think he was the cutest guy there and we didn’t want him, but I kicked her under the table. Eh, I felt badly for Seth. I don’t think twenty-something people enjoy the fact that teenage girls make oogly eyes at them. Siiigh. I’m sure KitchenGuy would enjoy it though.

They sang, we ate, and I almost knocked over my Pepsi. We went absolutely wile opening gifts—I made her a crappy scrap book, but the pretty skirt I got her made up for that. Oh, yeah, I got my hair stuck in Fiona’s bag’s zipper; it took 10 minutes to get it out. I had a bag attached to my head.

2003-07-20T10:43:00.000-07:00

Chicago was great! Despite the parents bugging me, I had fun. And I don’t think we fought—not even once. We went to the museums, the aquarium, Navy Pier, Sears Tower, some really pretty park, yummy restaurants. And I got some shopping done, which is always good.

Everyone should go check out Kate’s
spankin’ new blog. I did the layout so if you laugh Kate and I will do something evil to you. ;)

2003-07-13T19:20:00.000-07:00

Eh, this is my last post before I leave for Chicago.

Wish me luck. 6 whole days in the same hotel room as the parents.

*dies*

2003-07-13T11:02:00.000-07:00

My feet are in the worst pain possible right now.

I went to the temple earlier this morning for a holiday. Holidays are supposed to be fun and sweet and nice, right? Blah. One of the things that we have to do is pull 3 four feet idols of God on this HUGE pioneer wagon look alike. Here’s the catch: it has to be done at noon with bare feet. Whoever takes part in this event will be blessed by God.

Frumple. Frumple. Gah!

So I toughened up and gave myself a pep talk that I would complete one full circle in the temple’s parking lot, which is very large, by the way. Plus, Mr. Sun was positively radiant today! Damn you, Mr. Sun! I convinced my cousin to stay next to me—he was wearing socks and I could just step on his feet, when mine felt like it. Heh. That failed when he saw another seventeen year old girl; he went to aid her. Mental note: slap cousin.

Luckily there are a few places where grass is, so I kept letting go of the rope for a while whenever we came near a grass patch and stood on it. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore and I started hopping from one foot to another, stringing out some obscenities, and yelling at my cousin.

Okay, so here is the BEST part: this gorgeous guy saw me making an idiot out of myself and picked me up. He. Picked. Me. Up. He didn’t even bother asking—he just swooped me up in his arms. I was so stunned, I couldn’t think of anything smart to say so I just kept on blabbering to myself. When he finally put me down (on luscious, cool carpet), he said I talked too much. Hmph. Well, I do but that’s not the point.

The bad part is that he’s 20 something and engaged. Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! But that was still so sweet of him. Sigh. I feel all swoony and giddy now.

It looks like I won’t be blessed by God because I didn’t make a full circle by myself, but I guess carrying counts. I’ll forever walk around bare foot in the horrible sun, if hot guys do stuff like that.

2003-07-12T09:17:00.000-07:00

Ugh. I am thoroughly annoyed. The Yearbook Workshop trip, which was being held in Atlanta, has been cancelled due to the fact that so many students wanted to come, and transportation was a problem. It turns out, only seniors can go now. Argh! I was really looking forward to that trip. If not for learning, but just spending time with my friends away from home.

Anyway, April wrote a new fic in honor of the Trory thread turning 150. Yes, that’s right. I’m not kidding. APRIL wrote a fic! This might be a good time to starting screaming and dancing. Eeeeeeeeeee! Here it is:
Oblivion

2003-07-08T11:36:00.000-07:00

Everyone must go to Trory Thread Awards now! And love, worship, and adore Susie forever for making the site so gorgeous! And another big thank you to Liza for hosting the awards!

This would be the perfect opportunity to debate as to why Miss Trixe became insanely evil and deleted her wonderful masterpieces from fanfiction.net. Now, I understand just how ridiculously crappy that site can be, and I also have the urges to grab a blow torch and explode the damn thing into oblivion. (Maybe that’s just my frustrations towards ff.net. Heh.) But still, that’s no reason why Trix should’ve deleted her stories.

Even though she thinks that she will never update (You really suck, you know that?), that doesn’t give her the power to destroy stories that all of us love reading. You need to understand, Trix, (Yes, I will continue to bold your name through this whole rant and use parentheses) that the remaining few Trories, who still cling onto the belief that Tristan will indeed come back (Dammit! You hear that Chad?) still need amazing works, such as your writing to keep them sane. And for all of our sanity, I request you to repost your stories on ff.net. Even if you never update, we’ll still be content reading your work over and over again.

The least you could do is repost your stories, if, like you said, don’t plan on updating. It sucks to hear that, but it sucks even more that they won’t be there when we feel the need to read TrixWriting. *wipes away a tear* Don’t deprive our tortured souls by keeping such fabulous stories all to yourself.

Give them back to us, I say! Give them back to us!
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*bows* I have just the tiniest flair of drama, don’t I?

But, please, post them back and we’ll worship you even more than we already do!

2003-07-03T19:18:00.000-07:00

Okay, I gave this a whirl with my real name. Heh.

priya
Magic Number	18
Job	Conservationist
Personality	Focussed And Driven
Temperament	Cool And Calm
Sexual	Gay
Likely To Win	The World Cup
Me - In A Word	Whirlwind
Colour
Brought to you by MemeJack

I’m gay! Oh, yeah! Gay pride, baby!

The fireworks outside are so beautiful, but there are so many going off that it’s too damn loud! I think I’m going to get some ear plugs or crank up some GoodLoudMusic and watch them from my window. Siiigh.

Why do pretty things damage ears?

2003-07-03T15:10:00.000-07:00

I feel so manipulated…by a flyer. Actually, by the same flyer but in many different places—the grocery store, my refrigerator, and a bumper car sticker. You know the ones that say “Fruits and Vegetables: Eat Five a Day for Better Health.” Seeing it three times made me have grapes, watermelon, a pear, cherries, and a salad. So I’ve been manipulated into a healthy person.

Mmm. Going to watch Charmed now.

2003-07-03T11:55:00.000-07:00

So what if I don’t have an LJ? I found this so funny!

indianspice
Magic Number	16
Job	Conservationist
Personality	A Worrier, I Worry That I Worry Too Much
Temperament	Cool And Calm
Sexual	If I Have To
Likely To Win	Some Lubricant
Me - In A Word	Compassionate
Colour
Brought to you by MemeJack

2003-07-02T18:11:00.000-07:00

It’s times like these that I realize what a failure the entertainment part of my life is. Siiigh. I just saw The Four Feathers and I’m in awe that just an incredible movie exists. It is so wonderfully made; the war chorography is brilliant! Everything about it is brilliant! I need to worship the man who made that movie come to life.

Dude, I was bawling at times. It was that amazing.

I also need to worship Heath Ledger. Good Lord, the man can act! After watching that movie, it has become official that is the best actor in my eyes. I’m so frustrated that he didn’t get any nominations for his powerful role, which left such a huge impact on me. I mean HUGE. It’s not every day that I declare a “best actor.” Dammit, Heath deserved at least a nomination, if not an Oscar, for the Academy Awards.

I don’t understand why many people didn’t go see this movie because it’s bloody brilliant. And I urge all of you to watch it, especially if you want to witness a tragic masterpiece. You won’t regret it.

On the lighter note, I saw Legally Blonde 2 today. Very good, very funny, very Reese. It’s a cute movie that made me crack up. If you’re in the mood for a light, fluffy movie definitely go see.

2003-06-30T18:46:00.000-07:00

Oy. Shopping with my parents is extremely embarrassing, but I won’t say that I hate it because I derive too much entertainment from it.

We went to the mall to get some new sneakers for my mom. She found a really nice and comfortable pair. But my daddy wanted to make sure if she could easily jog in them. He instructed her to jog around the store, instead my mom jogged in place. Now the funny thing is, my mother is very short—it looked like a bunny on crack was jumping around. The sales guy thought it was pretty funny too, and started cracking up. Of course, when I smack my mom lightly telling her to stop, she doesn’t. She starts laughing like a hyena and jogging even faster. Ugh. And it seemed to me that the sales guy was actually laughing because I was getting so annoyed. Anyway, I bought a comfy pair of flip-flops.

Then we went to Gap and I bought a really pretty skirt and some khaki shorts there. My mom realized what a goof she acted like, and told me she wouldn’t do that anymore. Wrong. The sales clerk at the Gap was an old geezer, who was telling jokes.

OldGeezer: Where do plumbers shop?
Me: Eh…
OldGeezer: The Gap! [burst into laughter]
PriyaMom: Oh, oh! That’s very good! [laughs] Are you a professional comedian?

What am I going to do with her? Oh well, I find it amusing—the way my mom acts.

2003-06-30T11:22:00.000-07:00

Being the masterful procrastinator that I am, is something that is never useful in dance.

I am so sore right now. I thought I would be able to get away without doing one week’s worth of jogging. Heh. I’m so screwed and stupid. If I had just stuck to my original plan of running a mile a day, everything would’ve been peachy. But like I said, I’m very stupid.

Woke up at 5 AM. 5 friggin’ AM. Not to pig out on doughnuts and then go back to bed again, but to stretch and run. By the time I got back in, it was 6:20 and I had to be at dance at 7. I decided that I wouldn’t shower because after dance I’d smell even more. And what’s the point of feeling refreshed, cool, and pretty when you’re going to sweat like a pig again, right? Yeah, well, I’m not very good at convincing myself because I took a shower and was 10 minutes late for dance. Which resulted in me doing 50 extra crunches. Ugh. 100 basic ones and 50 more = pain.

Usually, my teacher is late herself so it really doesn’t matter. And throughout the whole 3 hours, I felt like she knew I hadn’t done my exercises—it was the way she kept staring at me.

I don’t want to wake up and kill myself like Liza, so I’ll do some easy stretches now. Hopefully I won’t be sore in the moring.

Oh, BTW, everyone check out Miya's Killer New Blog.

2003-06-28T11:21:00.000-07:00
I’ve been in the doldrums lately. Haven’t felt much like blogging.

First of all, the new layout is strange. Though, I do like the system where you can preview changes on the template without actually having to publish to see them. Much better.

Susie is just fabulous. We’ve been working on the Trory Thread Awards (TTA) and the site is almost up! So yay!

Harry Potter Ramblings:

HP5 was excellent! Very angsty though. Spoilers ahead:

I was so sad to see Sirius die! He had so much potential! And I’ll admit it, I did cry.

I don't think Sirius is coming back. I think that was the point of Harry's discussion with Sir Nick. But the Veil thing was very confusing. Maybe the veil was like a link connecting the two worlds (life and death) Also I found it a bit weird that the people who'd seen death (Harry and Luna) wee also the ones who could hear the whispering

I don't think JKR didn’t go into Sirius death because that was not the point. The point is how it affects Harry which she showed wonderfully. He was devastated. That was what had me in tears. Plus I think she will continue to show the effect in the next book.

I was not too disappointed that JKR did not follow up with Percy & the Weasley clan now that everyone knows that Voldie is back. She has to leave some stuff for her next 2 books after all.
I got a kick out of Dumbledore when he was referring to Voldie as Tom. I loved that and Hermoine finally using the word Voldemort. He is just a man after all (or something near human-ish form…maybe). It’s like they say, fear the name, fear the thing itself. Voldie feeds of the Wizarding worlds fear of him. He loves that they are all afraid of him. They have given him way too much power over them. Now if we could only get others to start saying his name.

And I totally fell in love with Neville in this! But the Prophecy thing was freaky. Heh.

Dumbledore was annoying very annoying, but I absolutely bawled when Dumbledore said this:

"What did I care if numbers of nameless and faceless people and creatures were slaughtered in the vague future, if in the here and now you were alive, well and happy? I never dreamed that I would have such a person in my hands." (p.839)

That line just saved Dumbledore for me.

All in all is was superb. I'm looking forward to teh next one--probably two more years. Sigh.

2003-06-23T08:10:00.000-07:00
He bought her a wall! Pacey bought Joey a wall! Oh, oh, I love that scene so much! Watching DC S3 reruns.

Siiigh. I’m so glad she chose Pacey in the end. I mean, when did Dawson ever buy her a wall? Well, his forehead probably counted for a while. Sorry, still some resentment towards him.

I want a wall now.

2003-06-21T08:39:00.000-07:00
Eeeee! I’m so happy right now. I just got the latest Harry Potter book. I knew that there was no way possible because I had never pre-ordered it from the internet or a book store. I was all bummed out because everyone would get to read it before me. Sigh.

My mommy woke me up like at 8 today and made me go grocery shopping at Sam’s Club. I was all grumpy and about to slap someone if they approached me because I was still in my PJs. Heh.

But then I saw—glistening blue in all of its Harry Potter mightiness. The best part? It was only for $16.48 compared to $29.99. So, weeeeeeeeeeee!

I officially worship Sam’s Club now.

2003-06-18T10:27:00.000-07:00
All of you MUST go to Liza's blog right now! And drool, ogle, and drool some more. Now!

Sigh. Had a pooja at my house today. It was okay. I mean, if you don’t mind the screaming children, a thick cloud of incense following you wherever you go, people spilling food on your carpet, and so many people lecturing you on how to be a “good Hindu.”

Oh, blah. I just want to do nothing now. Nothing. At. All. But I guess blogging counts for something—though, it’s fun so I’ll make that a nothing.

Oh, but on the bright side, I just had the best brownie that I’ve ever had in my life. From where, you ask? I went outside and there was this little girl selling brownies. She had set up a little stand, but there were no customers there. I felt sorry for her and bought one, preparing myself to throw up at anytime, if they were bad. But they were the exact opposite, amazing! They are like brownie heaven. OrgasmicBrownieHeaven. So I just blew half of the money I had buying a dozen brownies. Mmmm. They’re soooo good.

Who knew a ten year old could bake such wonderful brownies?

Now I think I’ll have some brownies and ice cream. Mmmm.

2003-06-16T17:31:00.000-07:00
Arrgh. Why can’t people put things in the fridge without totally messing them up? Really, it’s not at all hard. But my mom has yet to master that concept. I wanted to make dinner for Father’s Day but since we went put to eat yesterday, I decided to make it today. Blah. It went wonderfully. Making a salad requires lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, and whatever the hell you want. I want cheese. I like cheese in my salad.

In fact, I love cheese in my salad; cheese to me in a salad is like a stripper and her pole.

Interesting smile, no? Well, I can say that ‘cause I’m extremely pissed. Gah! So anyway, I make the pasta, which was yummy, by the way. And then I work on my salad. We just bought fresh salad ingredients a couple of days ago, so I really happy that I’m prepared to do this. Now, I never cook so this was a big deal for me. And if things aren’t in their stations, I freak out. I’m usually always freaking out, but I tend to freak out even more if this happens.

I open to the fridge to find moldy cheese and wilted lettuce. Adjectives that don’t belong in front of my lovely cheese and lettuce. I pick them up and they’re full with air! Air! Everyone knows when you seal something, to make sure the air is out. But, noooooo. My mom can’t comprehend that. She thinks that a lot of air needs to be in there so the lettuce and cheese get enough oxygen. It’s called breathable bags, Mom!

All I wanted to do was cook dinner. Okay, basically microwave everything, but that’s not the point.

I got really annoyed and just left. I am now pouting and eating ice cream. I know this is a very minor problem, but I want to pout. So dammit, let me pout!

****

Aside from pouting, I got another IM from a person who has read my work on ff.net today. I don’t know whether to be flattered or disturbed really. It’s nice that so many people want to compliment me on my writing, but really, some people take it too far. Like begging me to read their (crappy) work and critiquing it. And how would I critique it? “Um…you have a very interesting story, but you need to work on it a lot more.” Then list everything that’s wrong with their story? I can’t do that. It took me so much courage to do that to one fic, thinking that person would kill me. And I really don’t think I can do it again.

But it does get annoying. Which is why I love the blocking system. The answer to all my problems.

2003-06-16T11:43:00.000-07:00
I’m in a quiz-ful mood.

Lorelei

Which Gilmore Girl Character Are You?
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Sigh. It’s spelled “Lorelai”, not “Lorelei.”

You are Trinity, from "The Matrix."
Strong, beautiful- you epitomize the ultimate
heroine.

What Matrix Persona Are You?
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Cool beans. I always liked Trinity.

Innocent

What's your sexual appeal?
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Oooh. Dirrty.

You are Psychic!

What's Your Magic Power?
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Can't I be one of those people who can float things? Eh? And if I am “rarely bored”, why would I be taking online quizzes?

Old. You'll have a long (happy?) life and you'll
die at a very elderly age. Like 80 or
something. Nothing to roll your eyes at, eh?
Probably from a disease or something. You
wanted to die young, because you're a bit of a
slug and don't have many goals, but you never
get what you want.

At what age will you die?
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I never get what I want? Psssh. Dude, I just got an old Amish man sitting on his lazy ass, and the satisfaction that I will so not look like that when I’m 80. Doesn’t that count for something?

Blue Eyes

What Color Eyes Should You Have?
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Oooh. Purtiful eyes. Cuet baby too.

2003-06-15T11:38:00.000-07:00
For Father’s Day I gave both my dad and uncle a card. And of course, my dad had to compare his card with my uncle’s. It turned out that I had written more in his card than my daddy’s. So he was pouty for the rest of the day. Somehow I found this very amusing, but my mommy didn’t. I got a lecture about how I need to learn respect and manners. Heh. I still think the whole thing was very funny. Hee.

And for those of you haven't, go read You Got Away, by Jamie. Like now.

2003-06-14T13:12:00.000-07:00
Trixie: Never mind. I'm a dork. It was a silly thing that I finally saw and fixed. Heh.

It’s raining outside. Normally, I love rain, but today it’s been annoying me. Bah.

Siiigh. I wish Roxy were here.

2003-06-14T10:17:00.000-07:00
After making Jamie’s blog all pretty, I decided to give it a whirl for my blog. I wanted to feel fresh and crisp. Viola. White.

The lovely Kat provided the fantastic Alexis art. Isn’t it gorgeous? Yes, I think so too. Thanks, Kat!

Trix: Since I’m famous for messing up on something. If you scroll down to { mesmerizing illusions } and {recommended locations}, you’ll see two ugly tan boxes. And for the life of me, I don’t know how to get rid of them. And you being so HMTL, I was hoping you could take a look at my layout and purtify it. Tag me, and I’ll e-mail it to you.

2003-06-13T13:31:00.000-07:00
Susie made a great banner, and I coded Jamie's layout, which can be found here: Illusions of Jamila. I know, there are still some kinks I need to work out. But everyone go check it out.

2003-06-12T17:42:00.000-07:00
Someone was at the door, so I went to get it. It was a guy. A yummy guy. A yummy, shirtless, and tall guy. He wanted to know when the party was starting.

I was like, “Dude, are you high?”

Apparently, there was supposed to be party at my house. It turned out that they hot guys needed to be at Springview instead of Summerview, which is the next street from me. Heh.

Why did I tell him about Springview?

That’s strange. These kinds of things never happen to me. I’m all excited now.

2003-06-12T17:29:00.000-07:00
Stole this from Nate: Nate:

Your Name: Priya
Your Nickname(s): Pri
Your Birthday: November 19
Your Age Now: 14. Yeah, my thoughts exactly.
Your Location: Tennessee
Sex: Female
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

About me

Real Hair Color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Skin color: I’m Indian, meaning I’m tan.
Height: 5'3"
Shoe size: 7-8
Do you care about the way you look? I care about my hygiene.
Do you get tanned? Nope.
Do you have big ears? Nope.
Do you have contacts or glasses? Neither.
Any tattoos? Siiigh. No.
Any piercings? My ears.

Favorite Things

Clothes: Vintage.
Country: India.
Song(s): Come Away With Me
Color: Red, light blue.
Saying: “What the frumple?”
Sunset/SunRise: Sunrise.
Noise: Soft?
Band or Singer: John Mayer!
Music: Classics.

Have you ever...

Been in love? No.
Had a "Net" Romance? No.
Cheated on a loved one? I’m a playah, baby.
Cried in public? Not for a while.
Cried during a movie? The most recent ones: Cruel Intentions and A Walk to Remember
Stolen anything? I’m not that bad.
Been to a Theatre/Concert/Musical: Yes.
Done anything illegal? Sadly, no.
Had a fight? Me?
Had a holiday romance? No.
Thought you was going to die? When I was 4. I thought the sky was falling.
Fancied someone you shouldn't? There are no limits.
Had a crush on a teacher? A Science substitute.
Eaten an entire box of Oreo's? God, no.
Gotten in a car accident? Thankfully, not.
Watched "Punky Brewster"? No.
Hiked a mountain? Does a hill work?
Death Valley on horseback? I’m not that crazy!
Kissed a member of the same sex? Nope.

Prefer...

Coke or Pepsi? Pepsi
Red meat or white meat? Vegetarian.
Coffee or Tea? Chai, which is Indian tea.
Winter/Summer/Autumn/Spring? Spring.
Hot or Cold? Hot.
Chocolate or Chips? Chocolate.
Chocolate M&M's or Peanut M&M's? Chocolate M&Ms.
Cats or Dogs? Cats.
Letters/E-mails/Telephone? E-mail, baby.
Love or Lust? Eh…love?
Cable or TV? CABLE.
Toast or Cereal? Cereal.
Cuddles or Kisses? Cuddles.
Laptop or PC? PC
DVD's or Videos? DVD
Silver or Gold? Silver
Paper or Plastic? Plastic
Deaf or Blind? Deaf.
Truth or Dare? Truth
Night or Day? Night.
Beavis or Butthead? Butthead
Ocean or Pool? Pool
Cake or Pie? Cake.
Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla.
Pancakes or French toast? Pancakes.
Bitter or Sweet? Sweet.
Smoker or Nonsmoker? Nonsmoker.
Diamonds or Pearls? Diamonds are girl’s best friend.
Hugs or Kisses? Kisses.
Bacon Bits or Croutons? Croutons.
Taco or Burrito? Burrito.
Complex or Simple? Simple.
Batman or Superman? Superman.
Nacho Cheese or Cool Ranch? Cool Ranch.
Sun or Moon? Moon.
X's or O's? Os.
Ice crushed or cubed? Crushed.
Showers or Baths? Baths.
Ketchup or Mustard? Ketchup.

Am I a

Wuss? Yep!
Class Clown? Sure.
Goodie 2 Shoes? Sure to that too.
Daydreamer? Ever since I could breathe.
Drunk? Nope.
Freak? Of course.
Bitch? When needed.
Angel? Maybe.

Last 42 Hours

Cried: No
Smiled: Yes.
Laughed: Yes.
Hugged someone: Yes.
Said "I love you": I wuv my mommy. LOL.
Kissed someone: Yes.
Given a gift: No.
Received a gift: No.
Wrote in a Diary/Journal: Yep.
Talked to someone: Yes.
Had a dream: Can’t remember it.
Drove somewhere: No license.
Spent money: Yes
Been on the net: Yes
E-mailed someone you loved: No
Worn a skirt: No.
Been sarcastic: Why would I do that?
Been mean: Yes
Cut your hair: No
Talked to an ex: No.
Missed an ex: No
Fought with your parents: Yes

When was the last time you...

Wished upon a star? Don’t remember.
Made a wish? Yesterday.
Played Kiss Chase? ???
Played spin the bottle? Last summer.
Played Truth or Dare? Last week.
Bought something you wanted, and what was it? A skirt.
Told someone how much they meant to you? I love you counts.
You told your parents you loved them? Today.
Went on holiday? Last month.

Misc. Questions

What are you currently wearing? Shorts and a shirt.
Are you happy? I'm okay.
Are you talking to anyone right now, if so where? Roxy and Surya on AIM.
Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? Nope.
Do you have a best friend? Hunter Claire.
Who do you e-mail the most? Chris.
Who do you ask for advice? Jamie and Roxy.
Do you like College/Uni/Work? I don’t college/uni/or work. I’m lazy.
What do you wear to bed? My jimmies.
Wear any glasses or braces? Nope.
Have any good advice? Refrain from killing ff.net.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Psssh.

2003-06-09T16:35:00.000-07:00
I am such a bad person!

My best friend’s little brother, who is ten, (I think) called me up because he just experienced the exhilarating journey of talking to someone on AIM, and wanted to see how he could get AIM himself. I picked up the phone, and since I have caller-ID, I knew that it was Hunter Claire. Heh. Wrong.

At that time, I had “stumbled” upon this slashy fic on ff.net and immediately started reading the first paragraph to her. But it wasn’t her!

So now I have corrupted this child’s innocent mind. Now the words “lick,” “grope,” “straddle,” and “fondle” will have a new meaning to him.

I corrupted a child. Shame. On. Me.

Now…some surveyage!

------------------GENERAL INFO------------------
Name On Birth Certificate: Eh, it’s in Hindi. Besides, I don’t want to give my whole name out.
Birth date: 11/19
High School: USN. Yep. I’ll finally be in high school this year.
Location of the School: Hell.
Color of eyes: brown
Hair: black
Height: 5'3"
Shoe Size: Varies between (7-8) depending on the shoes.
Brothers/Sisters: Only child, baby!
Who do you live with: PriyaMom, PriyaDad, PriyaUncle.
When’s your bedtime: Pretty early.

----------------HAVE YOU EVER-------------------
Ever been so drunk you blacked out: No. This is Priya.
Missed school b/c it was raining: Sadly, no. Stupid private schools never close.
Been hurt emotionally: Yes.
Kept a secret from everyone? Yes.
Had an imaginary friend: Her name was Triya—she was supposedly my twin sister who evaporated (thus becoming invisible) because she drank too much water. I don’t know, I was young and stupid.
Cried during a Movie: Yes! I cry during all movies, especially Bambi.
Had a crush on a teacher: Yep. For one day—we had a 24 year old Science substitute. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes—the whole package.
Ever thought up an animated character: Err…
Ever been on stage: Yes.
Cut your hair: Not since I was five, but I do get trims.
Been sarcastic: Moi? Why never!

------------------FAVORITES------------------>
Shampoo: Pantene Pro-V curly hair junk.
Soap: Caress body wash.
Day/Night: Night—it’s where you sleep…among other things.
Winter/Summer: Summer.
Cartoon Characters: Mushu (Mulan), Sebastian (The Little Mermaid), and Prince Charming (Cinderella) I had a crush on him when I was younger.
Fave Food: Do. Not. Make. Me. Choose.
Fave Movie: A Walk to Remember (number one on my list now—will change soon)
Fave Ice Cream: Cookies and Cream.
Fave Subject: English.

----------------RIGHT NOW------------------
Wearing: Really sexy lingerie.
Favorite Drink: Pepsi.
Thinking about: How I corrupt little children.
Listening to: My mother yelling at the fridge.

---------------IN THE LAST 24 HRS------------------
Cried: Yep. (Watched AWTR again)
Worn a skirt: Yes.
Met someone new: No.
done laundry: Laundry? Psssh. I like my things dirrty.
Drove a car: Not until November. Then I can get my permit!

---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN------------------
Yourself: At times.
Your friends: Mmmhmm.
Santa Claus: Ha!
Tooth Fairy: No. Never got any money, anyway.
Angels: No.
Ghosts: Err…spirits, maybe.

-----------------FRIENDS AND LIFE------------------
Who have u known the longest of your friends:
Who's the loudest: Baanu.
Who's the shyest: Brooke.
Who's the weirdest: Dude, look around. You’re talking about my friends. We’re all weird!
Who do you go to for advice: People who are willing to listen and actually care
Who do you cry with: Hunter Claire.
What's the best feeling in the world: Love.
Worst Feeling: Loss.
Who will respond to this email fastest:? Since I didn’t e-mail this to anyone, I don’t know.

2003-06-04T19:00:00.000-07:00
So irked right now. This guy, who supposedly goes to my school and is in my grade, IMs me, asks me to give my opinion on his personality, but refuses to tell me who he is. He continues to annoy me, and when he starts talking about the color of his poop, I block him. Then he changes his screen name 4 times, and continues to aggravate me. However, I did realize that when I used big words, it rendered him speechless…for a while.

And then he told his friend’s little 10 year old sister to IM me. Loving kids and all I couldn’t be mean to her, so I restrained myself from lashing out on her. Anyhow, Emily told me to save the convo, so one day I could laugh at these stupid things.

Here are some tid-bits from it. I’ll bold the funny ones. You’ll get a good laugh.

beachbabesarah31 [6:19 PM]: u dont have to be so mean
beachbabesarah31 [6:19 PM]: im only in 6th grade
PriyaDC13 [6:20 PM]: No, I was meaning to say that to your brother's friend, not you.
beachbabesarah31 [6:20 PM]: ok
beachbabesarah31 [6:20 PM]: sry
PriyaDC13 [6:20 PM]: LOL. Don't worry about it.
beachbabesarah31 [6:21 PM]: what does priya mean?
beachbabesarah31 [6:21 PM]: why is it ur sn
PriyaDC13 [6:21 PM]: It's my name.
beachbabesarah31 [6:21 PM]: oh....ok
beachbabesarah31 [6:21 PM]: thats a original name
PriyaDC13 [6:22 PM]: Not if you go to India.
beachbabesarah31 [6:22 PM]: huh?
beachbabesarah31 [6:22 PM]: what?
PriyaDC13 [6:22 PM]: There are many girls named Priya there.
beachbabesarah31 [6:22 PM]: ummm....ok
beachbabesarah31 [6:22 PM]: why did ur parents name u after india?
PriyaDC13 [6:22 PM]: No. You misunderstood.
beachbabesarah31 [6:23 PM]: why?
PriyaDC13 [6:23 PM]: I was born in India, and they named me Priya, which is a very common name there.
beachbabesarah31 [6:23 PM]: u said ur parents named u after indidaa
PriyaDC13 [6:23 PM]: No I didn't.
beachbabesarah31 [6:24 PM]: oh ok
beachbabesarah31 [6:24 PM]: gotcha
beachbabesarah31 [6:24 PM]: ive never known some1 from another country before
PriyaDC13 [6:25 PM]: Heh. Well now you do.
beachbabesarah31 [6:25 PM]: cool!
beachbabesarah31 [6:25 PM]: well
beachbabesarah31 [6:25 PM]: where do u like to shop?
PriyaDC13 [6:26 PM]: Umm...everywhere.
beachbabesarah31 [6:26 PM]: dont u have a fave store
beachbabesarah31 [6:27 PM]: where u get most of ur stuff
beachbabesarah31 [6:27 PM]: ?
PriyaDC13 [6:27 PM]: Pangea.
beachbabesarah31 [6:27 PM]: where?
beachbabesarah31 [6:27 PM]: is that in the mall?
beachbabesarah31 [6:27 PM]: i like abercrombie
PriyaDC13 [6:27 PM]: It's a store in Hillsboro Village.
beachbabesarah31 [6:28 PM]: wheres that?
beachbabesarah31 [6:28 PM]: i also like ltd 2 (limited too)
beachbabesarah31 [6:28 PM]: do you???
PriyaDC13 [6:28 PM]: Um. I don't fit into their stuff anymore.
beachbabesarah31 [6:28 PM]: why not?
beachbabesarah31 [6:29 PM]: they have huge sizes there
beachbabesarah31 [6:29 PM]: and everything
beachbabesarah31 [6:29 PM]: they even have like 3 jr and 5 jr
PriyaDC13 [6:29 PM]: Heh. Plus, I'm not very fond of their styles.
PriyaDC13 [6:29 PM]: Veyr bight and tacky colors.
beachbabesarah31 [6:30 PM]: so i bet u could if ur not fat or something
beachbabesarah31 [6:30 PM]: why not???
PriyaDC13 [6:30 PM]: Yes, I could.
PriyaDC13 [6:30 PM]: But i never tried their stuff on.
beachbabesarah31 [6:30 PM]: i think their clothes r cool
beachbabesarah31 [6:30 PM]: what r panega clothes like?
PriyaDC13 [6:31 PM]: More artsy and flowy.
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: artsy?
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: ok
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: u know u dont have to use capitals and comas and stuff on im. i mean ur not graded hear.
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: haha
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: did u know that?
PriyaDC13 [6:31 PM]: Yes, I do.
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: oh
beachbabesarah31 [6:31 PM]: just a heads up
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: then why do u
PriyaDC13 [6:32 PM]: Because I feel like it.
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: its way to much work for me
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: haha
PriyaDC13 [6:32 PM]: So are you saying you're lazy?
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: no
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: im really active
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: i do premier
PriyaDC13 [6:32 PM]: Oh, okay.
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: and thats REALLY hard
beachbabesarah31 [6:32 PM]: what sports do u do
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: I dance.
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: what kind
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: Bharatnatyam.
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: ballet tap jazz
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: And modern.
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: hip hop?
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: Ugh. Never.
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: what kind?
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: I already told you.
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: OH!
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: i see
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: what kind is that?
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: where do u dance?
PriyaDC13 [6:33 PM]: Modern dance and Bahratnatyam (Indian dance).
beachbabesarah31 [6:33 PM]: cool
PriyaDC13 [6:34 PM]: It's a private institution.
beachbabesarah31 [6:34 PM]: cool
beachbabesarah31 [6:34 PM]: i do cheer at premier
beachbabesarah31 [6:34 PM]: we compete
beachbabesarah31 [6:34 PM]: do u compete in dance bc a lot of my firends do
PriyaDC13 [6:34 PM]: No.
beachbabesarah31 [6:35 PM]: some of my friends do dance and cheer
beachbabesarah31 [6:35 PM]: they are awesomee
beachbabesarah31 [6:35 PM]: one can even do a full
beachbabesarah31 [6:35 PM]: i can only do ro-bhs-backtuck
PriyaDC13 [6:35 PM]: Well, I can only lick flies. So there.
beachbabesarah31 [6:36 PM]: ok…I’m goin now
PriyaDC13 [6:36 PM]: Aww, so soon? But I want to tell you how big their eyes get!

Later convo with Roxy. I love her, I really do. She’s always a good laugh.

PriyaDC13 [6:39 PM]: She left.
PriyaDC13 [6:39 PM]: I told her l licked flies.
RoxyBlueGirl7 [6:40 PM]: You too?
RoxyBlueGirl7 [6:40 PM]: Wow, we have the same hobbies.
PriyaDC13 [6:40 PM]: Do you also like flashing blind people?
RoxyBlueGirl7 [6:41 PM]: YES!

2003-06-01T17:47:00.000-07:00
Atlanta=Good. Atlanta drivers=BAD! They are absolutely crazy! We almost died thrice—all because of stupid people hitting 90 miles while switching from lane to lane, and trying to accomplish three lanes in one swerve. Oh, and my Aunt’s fam went with us, and realized something very important: if you don’t wear a belt in the back seat, you get fined $100. Yee-haw. And then there was this one jerk who threw a chai latte (at least I think that’s what it was) on our car. Good grief. My parents were so pissed. And if he had any decency, he could’ve thrown it to me, and not wasted a perfectly good chai latte. Grrr. Stupid people.

But other than that it was a okay trip. The lady gave me a present, a make-up kit consisting of 7 different shades of lipsticks—their lip liners and glosses included. Heh. The shades are pretty dark for me, but I’ll use the glosses—fruity and smell good too.

I’m such a sap. I watched a Walk to Remember again today, but it took me twice as long because I had to rewind all the good parts at least twice. And of course, in the end I was sobbing and went to go read AWTR fic.

I want my own Landon, damn it.

2003-05-30T18:57:00.000-07:00
Sigh. I have to get up early to leave for Atlanta tomorrow morning. I won’t be here till Sunday night, I think. We’re driving up for someone’s graduation party.

Yes, I will bring back stories to share. Unless nothing happens, which will probably be the case. Heh.

And I love Chris.

2003-05-30T11:47:00.000-07:00
When I woke up this morning, I freaked myself out by looking in the mirror. Last night we came from my Aunt’s house pretty late, so I went immediately to bed. Plus, I was bored out of my mind. Not a single kid in sight, and all the parents droning on and on about how I need to learn to cook Indian food. I already know how to, thank you very much. Well, a little.

Okay, getting off my eye topic. Once she told me not to wear any make-up (and I usually done—I like going free), but just to mess with her, I wore heavy eye makeup.

I could so go goth. Heh.

It’s official tag-board it stupid and evil. I tried fixing Roxy’s TB, but it didn’t work. Ugh. But now she has a really cute chatterbox. So give her a chatter. Sorry I find that so amusing.

2003-05-29T11:52:00.000-07:00
Oh, I am laughing so hard right now. And you will be too after you read The Bachelorette. Her appealing summary? Rory is the Bachelorette and instead of a lot of bachelors, I am only going to have three. Dean, Jess, Tristan. It will be R/?

2003-05-28T14:12:00.000-07:00
Libero! I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! No more school for 3 months! No more homework, tests, papers, and exams! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

Heh. I decided to update my blog layout to something more—blue! I had recently made a banner for Roxy and loved the blueness, so I decided to give it a little whirl for my blogger as well.

Plus, my blog looks mighty fine sporting a sexy David Anders. Rarw.

2003-05-27T12:26:00.000-07:00
Ah. One more exam, and then I’m finished!

Went to Subway for lunch. Instead of having the regular white onions, they got purple ones. They looked so pretty and juicy. I was almost tempted to get them, but then I realized I would have onion breath. But they looked so good. I quickly peeked inside my purse to see if I had Listerine Pocket Packs, and I did. So I got my purple onions, and I have minty fresh breath. Ah, the dilemmas of lunch.

Argh. The ice cream man just went by. Every day he comes around this time; I should be used to it, but I’m not. . It annoys me so much. It mocks me every time it passes for not having any money to buy ice cream. And then I get the irksome tune stuck in my head. *runs off to turn up stereo*

2003-05-23T11:16:00.000-07:00
Arrgh. I hate exams. They’re so brain consuming. And well, after taking them I feel…blah.

The two I took today, I felt I was really prepared, which is good. And I got out of school at 12—even better. I get out at 12 on Tuesday and 10 on Wednesday. And then I’m freeeeeee!

We should’ve had exams Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. That way, I could’ve been out now. But nooo.

I need a mango.

2003-05-19T18:14:00.000-07:00
LAYER ONE
Name: Priya
Birthdate: November 19
Birthplace: Varanasi, India
Current Location: Nashville, Tennessee
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color:Black.
Height: 5'3
Righty or Lefty: Righty.
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio.

LAYER TWO
Your heritage: Indian.
The shoes you wore today: Flip-flops.
Your weakness: Chocolate and a blonde/brunette blue-eyed (tall!) boy
Your fears: Spiders, failing exams (right now), and death.
Your perfect pizza: Extra cheese with jalapeño peppers.
Goal you'd like to achieve:Become a doctor someday.

LAYER THREE
Your most overused phrase on AIM: “Heh.” “LOL.”
Your thoughts first waking up: Another day. *sigh*
Your best physical feature: Errm…my legs…
Your bedtime: When I feel tired.
Your most missed memory: Missed memory?

LAYER FOUR
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.
McDonald's or Burger King: Neither.
Single or group dates: Group dates.
Adidas or Nike: I really don’t care.
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Nestea. The snowman got to me.
Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla
Cappuccino or coffee: Cappuccino
Caffeinated: Most of the time.

LAYER FIVE
Smoke: I’m the one who usually tells people on the street that they’ll die if the keep on smoking. So, no.
Cuss: Only when necessary.
Singing: I prefer not to make anyone deaf.
Take a shower everyday: And waste that much water? I’m the once a month girl.
Have crushes: Too many to name.
Want to go to college: Of course.
Want to get married: Sure…as long as it’s not arranged. *crosses fingers*
Believe in yourself: Yes.
Get motion sickness: I wear these little motion sickness patches on my neck, and when people ask, I tell them I’m trying to quit smoking. Heh. Some actually fall for it.
Think you're attractive: …
Think you're a health freak: Semi.
Get along with your parents: Pretty well.
Like thunderstorms: Thunder=baaad! Rain = goooood!
Play an instrument: African drums

LAYER SIX:
In the past month...

Drank alcohol: *rolls eyes* No.
Smoked:*rolls eyes again* No.
Done a drug: Does too much Benadryl count?
Made Out: No.
Gone on a date: No
Gone to the mall: Yes.
Eaten an entire box of oreos: Some, but not the whole thing.
Eaten sushi: No.
Been on stage: Yessum.
Gone skating: Nope.
Made homemade cookies: Yes. I need to kiss the person who made Nestle Toll House break and bakes cookies.
Gone skinny dipping: No
Dyed your hair: Never.
Stolen anything: A pencil.

I’m now too lazy to fill the rest of this out. Plus, the season finale of Everwood. Hee.

2003-05-13T17:01:00.000-07:00
My nose hurts right now. But it’s blackhead free now! I used one of those stripy things. They kill. *grumbles* Though, I really can’t see a difference in the cleanliness of my nose, maybe because it’s still red. Huh. I really don’t know why I even bother with these gimmicks. I could’ve used that money to see Bend it Like Beckham again.

Speaking of which, you ALL need to go see that movie. Now. I’m so in love with it. It’s a fantastic movie; topped the charts in Europe. Very funny, plus it’s based on a Indian girl. Oh, yeah, some Desi representation. AND it has the yummiest guy ever. *swoon* Oh, he has high cheek bones, blonde hair, and gorgeous blue eyes. He looks yummier on screen. Or maybe it’s just his character that gets to me.

Here is one pic of him.

And now I really need to get off and study.

2003-05-12T18:59:00.000-07:00
I’m so proud of myself. I did not die!

I had to put up a welcome home banner for my uncle, who just came home from India after like 5 months. She wanted it high so it could wave in the wind like in the movies. Heh. Fat chance. First of all, I’m really, really not good with heights. Sigh. The things I do for my mother. I climbed the stupid ladder, and taped the banner. However, we had really crappy tape, so it kept on slipping a little. This for me meant, climbing up every time to fix it, when it moved. I went up and down it 4 times.

It was freaky. But I couldn’t let my mother have all the satisfaction; I flailed my arms and yelled a few times. Hee. That part was fun, except one time I almost lost my balance. That, not so fun.

I think I got Chris’ hopes up. I told her if I died up there, she could have anything she wanted of mine. Sigh. Priya not dead. Chris don’t get none. :P

I finally managed to get him to open one of his suit cases. I got a really pretty lilac colored Indian dress and jewelry to go along with it. Oh yeah, I’m sneaking into the suitcase at night and pulling everything else out.

2003-05-08T19:33:00.000-07:00
I finally got my dress for the dance, which is tomorrow. I love it! It’s a shade of turquoise and has floats right below my knees.

Tomorrow I go shoe shopping with my father. Lovely. I can hardly wait.

I have to go to a conference at school for 15 minutes, and then I’m headed off to HC’s house. We’ll spend the whole day being bums, but at night we’ll get all dolled up and purty.

The better have good music there.

2003-05-06T15:42:00.000-07:00
*dies*

This is a little late, but whatever. I just finished watching “The Telling” completely.

Dude.

It was fan-friggin-tastic! That, by far, is the best Alias episode I have ever seen.

Loved every single thing about it (not including the Syd/Vaughn sex scenes).

Hee. Even though Francie is an evil-bitch. I love her. She’s so cool and EVIL. Sigh. At least she put up a good fight before dying. Sigh. I miss Allison now. So does Sark.

I was so delighted to see Sark getting some love. That boy has mad kissing skills.

Literally at the last line, I had trouble breathing. It was a mix between joy (Vaughn is married! Muhhaaahuaaa!) and shock.

Ahhhhhhhh! I can’t wait 4 months! Neeeed more! Ahhhh!

Before I go and study for Latin, I want all of you lazy bummed Alias watchers to participate in Trixie and Jenai's Operation: We LOVED the finale. Tell the people just how much. :D

Ken Olin (or JJ Abrams or whomever you like)
c/o Alias
500 South Buena Vista St.
Burbank, CA 91521-5191

Now I need to study for Latin. *dies again*

2003-05-04T12:35:00.000-07:00
Sunday

• Left on the buses at 8PM last Saturday.

• Arrived in Virginia the next morning where breakfast was eaten.

• Went to Monticello, Charlottesville, Virginia; Thomas Jefferson’s house was okay.

• Ate at Union Station…I think that was the name

• Finally arrived at the hotel at 3:30. I was exhausted because I really can’t sleep well on buses. I was even more aggravated when the hotel people weren’t ready with our rooms. Our room was the third last to go up. Oh well, at least we wasn’t the last. So we only had 30 minutes for 3 girls to shower and get ready.

• Went to FDR and Jefferson memorial. They were both stunning. Took many pictures.

• Ate dinner at Froggy Bottom Café. They had okay pizza.

• Came back to hotel room and slept, and slept, and slept some more. Our hotel room was really nice, actually.

Monday

• Bureau of Engraving and Printing: Heh. They were selling shredded money there for $5! Who would want to buy shredded money? If I wanted shredded money, I’d do it myself. During the tour, we were told not to touch the ceiling. If we did, an alarm would go off. In the end, a guy who is 6’4” hit his head on it. Nothing happened.

• Ford’s Theatre: Had to listen to this really, really bad “professional ranger/storyteller” drone on and on about Lincoln’s assassination.

• United State’s Holocaust Museum: I’m very glad that I went through this. I came out stronger and with more knowledge. At the end, when they were showing interviews of the survivors, I started crying. I couldn’t help myself. A nice guy handed me a tissue—I wish I could’ve seen his face.

• Korean War Veterans Memorial and Lincoln Memorial: It was beautiful because it was dark and the lights glowed. Out tour guide, whom I loathed, always carried around an umbrella so if one of us got lost, we could find the umbrella. It was so embarrassing. Ugh. Anyway, I was really glad that it was dark and she wouldn’t use the umbrella anymore. Wrong! The stupid woman put flashing red light on it! Some people.

Okay, I’m too lazy to type out the other days, but we went to see “Ain’t Misbehavin’”. It was awesome!

Oh, the best part? We went to the mall 3 nights for 3 hours. They had a Delia’s there! Hee. I was so giddy. I splurged there. And in Baltimore, we found this store called Forever 21. It had really nice things and for great prices.

I’m proud of myself. I didn’t get one single thing that was blue. Oh, yeah. Go Priya!

2003-05-02T10:35:00.000-07:00
I’m back, tired, and grumpy. The trip, nonetheless, was amazing. I had a fantastic time.

I’m too tired to type out all the events, but I will as soon as I’m less weary.

2003-04-26T12:35:00.000-07:00
I finished packing. Halle-friggin-lujah.

This is probably the last time I’ll be on my computer, so let me say bye.

Chris, I’ll try to send you a postcard.

And I’m off for one week! Without my parents!

Hee. So excited. And giddy. Giddily excited maybe?

2003-04-25T19:16:00.000-07:00
I hate packing. It takes so long and I actually have to be organized about it. If I just slop it all together, then it will suck when I actually have to wear the clothes—they will have to be dug up…by me.

I have spent the past three hours packing for a 6day trip. Ridiculous? I know. Heh, I’m still not finished.

What annoys me the most is picking out the clothes—it makes me realize that all my clothes suck and are blue. Blue. Blue. Blue.

Heh. I even bought a top today. Color? You guessed it; blue. I just need to step away from the blues for a while. Or maybe I should wear some freaky glasses that block the pretty blue tops and make them frilly and neon green…

Oh wells. On the other hand, I got a really cute, mini travel pillow. It has a “fuxxy” fuzzy turtle on it.

Grrr. Packing be damned. I’m going to bed. So ‘night.

2003-04-24T15:48:00.000-07:00
I thought I was done with all my shopping for D.C., but no. Making a list right here so I can print it out later:
• Fancy, strappy black shoes
• Dr. Scholl’s shoe pads
• Candy
• Drinks
• Mini pillow for the bus
• Warm fleece blanket for the bus
• New jammies—I’m sure no one wants to see my pink bunny PJs
• Camera film
• A cool wallet/mini purse to keep all my traveler’s cheques and cash
• Rain coat—my other one is old, plastic, and bright yellow. Ick.
• A few collared shirts
• Some nice capri pants
• Magazines

If you think of anything I need, tell me because I’m stupid and probably leaving many things off.

I hope that’s all. I do not want to spend my Friday night squandering away with my mother. ::grumbles::

Now I need to finish registering for 9th grade classes. First I need to bash my head in the wall because all of the electives I want are for 10th grade and above. Evil.

2003-04-22T20:00:00.000-07:00
Today was certainly an interesting day. I had to go to a Dell Competition. In out project we taught old people basic computer knowledge, such as internet skills, e-mail, and games. It wasn’t that hard but it connected us with the community I guess.

My teacher told me we had to wear skirts; so of course, I obediently obeyed and wore a skirt in 40 degree weather (cold for TN). Turned out only my friends and I were the only ones dressed up. Oh well, at least we didn’t look like slop.

I got to man out booth for about an hour. It was fun because I got to sit this swirly, swishy chair. I almost knocked down our poster board too. Heh.

Lunch was good we went out to eat. I had a pizza bagel from Alpine’s. Mm. Love those—so yummy. Oh, and a smoothie, which was kind of salty. I drank it nonetheless.

Hunter Claire and I were interviewed. I got to sit the one of the cool chairs again—I spazzed out and almost fell in front of the judges. Lovely.

During our break, we checked out some of the guys and projects from other schools. The projects sucked, but I can’t say that about the guys.

In the end, it turned out people liked our not-so-fancy project—we won first place. We got 6 Dell computers for the school and $500 bucks.

The school should grovel at our feet.

2003-04-22T19:50:00.000-07:00
Stole this from Roxy

A - Act your age?: Heh. I’m 14. Sometimes I act older—usually I act like a 2 year old.
B - Born on what day of the week?: I’m too lazy to go ask. I was born on Priyaday. There we go.
C - Chore you hate?: I’m a spoiled brat.
D - Dad's name?: Papa.
E - Essential makeup item?: I go natural, but I need my chapstick.
F - Favorite actor?: Don’t make me choose.
G - Gold or silver?: Silver.
H - Hometown?: Nashville.
I - Instruments you play?: African drums—dejembe.
J - Job title?: Student.
K - Kids?: At 14? Ha.
L - Living arrangements?: With the parentals.
M - Mom's name?: Mommy.
N - Number of people you've slept with?: Like Roxy, I’m a ho.
O - Overnight hospital stays: Only when I was born.
P - Phobia?: Spiders.
Q - Quote you like?: “Who won the Civil War?”
R - Religious affiliation?: Nope.
S - Siblings?: Only child. Partay.
T - Time you wake up?: 6:00, never on weekends, though.
U - Unique habit?: I can raise both of my eyebrows at the same time. And my nails can grow to be so long that people come and ask me if I’m wearing fake nails. Then they ask me what I use and if they can touch it. Um, no.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat?: Spinach.
W - Worst habit?: Procrastination.
X - X-rays you've had?: I recently had one when they found out one of my legs is a quarter of an inch longer than the other.
Y - Yummy food you make?: Cake.
Z - Zodiac Sign?: Scorpio.

2003-04-20T08:24:00.000-07:00
I had the scariest dream this morning:

We had moved into a really awesome mansion without paying a bundle, and the people who lived in that mansion moved into our house. I was curious why those people gave their house up so easily—I soon found out.

The house was haunted. Like really haunted. They were spirits floating around, trying to hurt everyone in my family.

In the night, one of the spirits came and consumed my mom, using her to lure me. I was sleeping, when I felt something really heavy crush my legs. The spirits had dropped my boom box on me legs, crippling me.
I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out (I just hate when that happens). Finally my mother came, laughed, and killed me herself.

::Shudders:: Eeek. Crazy dream. I’m spooked now. Sigh.

2003-04-19T19:24:00.000-07:00
Sigh. I love Never Been Kissed. It always makes me feel all fuzzy after watching it. It gets better each time I watch it. The ending is so fantastic. Sigh.

The Barbie girls are my favorite. They’re so stupid that they crack me up.

That’s one of Michael Vartan’s roles that I enjoy. I want a guy like him now. Sigh.

I’m getting annoyed of Vaughn. Why can’t we have more Syd/Sark scenes? The Vaughn/Syd sex scenes are getting a bit too much for me to handle. Gurgle.

Tomorrow I’m going to Easter at Hunter Claire’s. Heh. Never been to Easter, but I’m really excited because her Aunt’s make the best cakes. So basically, I’ll be stuffing my face and watching TV for most of the afternoon. Not bad. Not bad at all.

2003-04-19T10:21:00.000-07:00
For those of you who haven't read Favors, by Hilda, do it now!

Stole the survey from Roxy

[x] spell your first name backwards- Err…ayirP
[x] the story behind your lj user name- Don’t have one. IndianSpice is the name I started off with at ff.net, and used it about everywhere else I went. I’m Indian, yay. And I have this weird addiction to spicy things. And, no, my name has nothing to do with the Spice Girls. Ugh.
[x] are you a lesbian- No, though if Halle Berry shows up in my house—hell yeah!
[x] where do you live- In Tennessee.
[x] 4 words that sum you up- You tell me…now.
[x] wallet- Yes.
[x] hairbrush- It’s turquoise and shiny.
[x] toothbrush- Umm…it’s a turquoise Oral B. Sensing a pattern here?
[x] jewlery worn daily- Watch and earrings.
[x] pillow cover- White.
[x] blanket- Light blue.
[x] coffee/tea cup- Whatever I can find—I’m really interested in what’s inside, though.
[x] sunglasses- Have them but never wear them.
[x] underwear- Hanes.
[x] CD in stereo- Enya and John Mayer.
[x] tattoos- And mar my perfect skin?
[x] piercings- Ears.
[x] what are you wearing- Really sexy lingere…only not.
[x] makeup- None.
[x] in my mouth- Gum.
[x] in my head- Maybe my brain…
[x] wishing- Needs to be next week right now.
[x] after this- Lunch.
[x] talking to- Roxy and Chris
[x] eating- Nothing.
[x] is next to you- My closet door.
[x] the last thing you ate- Ate? Cereal.
[x] something that you are afraid of- Spiders.
[x] do you like candles- As long as I get to light them.
[x] do you like hot wax- Not really.
[x] do you like incense- I’m an Indian. How can I not?
[x] do you like the taste of blood- Nooo.
[x] do you believe in love- Sure.
[x] do you believe in soul mates- I believe in mating…
[x] do you believe in love at first sight- Please.
[x] do you believe in heaven- Yes.
[x] do you believe in forgiveness- Yes, unless I’m in a really evil mood.
[x] do you believe in god- I do.
[x] what do you want done with your body when you die- I want to be cremated—it’s what happens to all good Hindus.
[x] who is your worst enemy- Life.
[x] if you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be?- A llama or a peacock.
[x] what is the latest you've ever stayed up – All night.
[x] ever been to belgium- No.
[x] can you eat with chopsticks- Eh, so-so.
[x] whats your favorite coin- Dimes.
[x] what are some of your favorite candy- Sour Punch Straws, Skittles, Troli Brite Crawlers, and chocolate.
[x] whats the one thing you want to make happen for tomorow- Not suffer the wrath of my dance teacher.

2003-04-17T17:46:00.000-07:00
I am updating because I love Trix far too much.

My hands are sore. I made 78 IDs in the past five days. We need them for cashing in out travelers cheques in Washington D.C.

Ugh. Tedious work. First of all, had to dig up the disk full of school pictures. What sucks even more is no one bothers to name the damn pictures. So I have this stupid disk full of everyone single person in the whole school. One by one, I had to look through them, and get the ones I needed. I was done with 15 IDs, when my teacher said, they weren’t the appropriate height. So I had to redo them all.

The day I walk in only to find that 2 pages, containing 20 IDs, had been deleted by mistake by some person who likes highlighting all the documents in the Student folder and pushing random keys. So wanted to smack that kid.

Finally I finished them, and some friends helped me cut them out. Heh. Turns out I never really listened in kindergarten ‘cause I suck at using the scissors. So basically I worked on the paper cutting machine (Thank God), while the other two girls worked on cutting out the front of the IDs. Let me tell you: that machine is hard to work. Plus, it was kinda rusty which made it go slower.

Then we had to hand it out to the students so they could sign the line. Really, people, it’s not that hard. ::groans:: I guess some people just don’t understand when you bluntly tell them to sign on the line.

We went on this big ole’ hunt for the correct sized lamination sheets. A stack fell on my foot. Fun. Well, no, but the really cool part was that I got to stick the cards in the little machine, which popped the fully laminated and done IDs out.

Hee. I was even mean and made the people, whom I don’t like, all crooked.

So yeah, that’s my exciting story. But now, I am fully equipped to make fake IDs. If anyone is interested, I’m you’re gal.

2003-04-13T15:59:00.000-07:00
My blogger works now! All thanks to the amazing and talented Trix! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Muah!

2003-04-13T12:44:00.000-07:00
Ahh. Busy, busy weekend. I don’t have that much time so I’ll just list all the events.

Friday:
• I remembered to bring a sheet to school for the toga, but I forgot to take it onto the bus. Real smart, I know. My teacher had an extra sheet which I had to wear. It was a lovely shade of lavender with pink floral prints and ruffles on the bottom. I’m a moron at times.

• Out of 11 tests I took 7. Heh. Seven eleven. Other crazy people took all of them. My brain was about to burst out. The seating arrangements sucked—I was on the floor for 3 hours. My poor bum and back.

• The good thing was instead of coming home late, I came at 3 because my Aunt’s flight was earlier than expected.

Saturday/Sunday:

• I read some more of To Kill a Mockingbird. Wonderful, wonderful book.

• Went out to lunch with the fam at some Mexican place. Almost choked on the stringy, stretchy cheese. Ick.

• Received presents from Aunty Dearest. :D

• Visited one my cousins in college, where many pictures of the whole family were taken. People walked by and laughed.

• While my Aunt and Uncle were at a fancy party, I caught the last hour of My Best Friend’s Wedding. Hated Julia Robert’s hair. So poofy and 80ish.

• Fell asleep for about an hour, and then they returned. I had to dress up because my dad wanted to record the camcorder.

• Heh. My parents put on some funky music and all the adults started dancing—I wanted to gouge my eyes out with a knife.

• They finally left but my mother still wanted to chat. So she went over to my other Aunt’s house dragging me along at 2 in the morning because she already missed her sister.

• I was exhausted and had no choice to sleep in the same bed with my cousin. We both kick, I could handle that. But the drools! Ewww. And then he started snoring. So no sleep came.

• Woke up at four and got ready to head off to the airport. Just a little comment: I hate people who look so damn perfect at 5 in the morning! I wanted to smudge the blonde, pretzel chick’s “Lip Finity Lipstick.”

• Came home and showered. Mustered up the strength to go to the temple and dance. And now here I am, typing this up.

Okay, I really should finish my homework now. But sleeeep first. I sleep over 8 hours as it is; I can’t survive on 3.

2003-04-10T19:45:00.000-07:00
I have to wear a toga. Let me say that again with more emphasis: I. Have. To. Wear. A. Toga. A frickin’ toga! *screams*

Tomorrow I have to attend a Latin convention where it is a requirement for everyone to wear a toga, or else points shall be deducted. Plus, in real Roman history only rich Roman citizens wore togas. Not girls.

Eh. The thing lasts from 8 in the morning to 9:30.

This sucks. This sucks a lot. I need cheesecake.

2003-04-09T19:47:00.000-07:00
I haven’t updated in a loooong time. Mainly because I hate my blogger; it’s evil. Trix is working on fixing it. Sigh. I love her. She makes me want to be a better updater (something she should follow with her fics).

Ugh. Banks. UGH. BANKS.

The lines are so frickin’ long! I know that people love their money, me being one of them, but, really, they shouldn’t be that into money love—lines need to ease up a bit. And it sucks even more when you are quarreling with your father. I love my father, I really do, but it’s not good when she’s complaining about the line and I’m complaining about the line; we end up fighting about how she disapproves of my earrings. Later, we laugh about the stupidity of it all.

I needed travelers checks by tomorrow, and of course, we choose the night before to get them. When we get to the front, I’m relieved and know that I can go home soon. But no. Things just can’t be that simple. They had run out of 5 $20 checks. Asking for 10 $10, didn’t get us anywhere either. Apparently, they only had the 20 $10 available.

Then we went to another bank. Shorter line this time, thank God. It’s not unusal for me to get compliments (or sometimes not) about my hair, but there is a time when one cannot bear it any longer. I had washed my hair and in a rush left to be naturally dried. Not good. Not only did it get all poofy and tangled, but also it attracted a lot of unwanted attention. While we were waiting in line (for the second time!Grr.) a man came up to me, asked me if I was wearing a wig, and then asked if he could touch it. Umm, no. If an old lady asks, I let her and thank her. This man, however, was no where close to that description. He himself had a mullet. Maybe I should just chop it all off. Knowing that he wouldn’t go away, I spoke in Hindi and told my father to make him leave. Heh. It worked.

We finally got the checks, and after I signed them, and ran back home. We wasted about two hours.

Now I’m ready for sleep.

Again I must reiterate: I hate the bank. I love Trixie

2003-04-07T15:43:00.000-07:00
Test.

2003-03-31T19:05:00.000-08:00
This lovely spankin’ new blog? All thanks to Ashley and Pooh. From the moment I first laid eyes on Pooh’s blog, I fell in love with the lay out. I wanted t marry it. So, of course, I ask Pooh if I can use it for my own blog and make customizations. Thought it would be easy enough. WRONG!

First of all, HTMLing hates me and I hate it right back; second of all, I’m really computer stupid. So I nagged Pooh until she showed me how to fix some stuff, and when that didn’t work, (all my fault, not Pooh’s) I gave up.

Then I contacted Ash, who is like a computer wiz. The poor darling worked at it till 1 AM last night, picked up again at 11AM, and then finished at 4:30 PM. I could kiss her right now. She’s super.

Basically all I did was make the banner and nag at other people to do things for me.

I worship Pooh and Ash! Thanks gals! :D

2003-03-30T16:04:00.000-08:00
It’s official I hate HTMLing, especially since I suck at it. Those tags are stupid and never work. Ugh. I need someone smart.

Sigh. If it weren’t for Pooh I would be so screwed. I also need Gracie, Ash or Trix! Just someone smart and knows what they’re doing.

Really now. Can’t they make easy stuff for not so smart people like me? Eh?

Ahhhh! I’m going crazy. Someone help me. ::falls to the floor:: Pleeeeeeeeeeease?

2003-03-29T18:08:00.000-08:00
::jumps for joy:: I’m a very happy girl tonight! I GOT A CELL PHONE! ::breathes:: I. Got. A. Cell. Phone. Eeeeeeeeeeeee! It’s one of those Motorola flip phones. I got it for Washing D.C., and because I’m too nice I’m letting my mommy borrow it at times. Sigh.

The best part? The lovely, shiny, and beautimus phone was free. My dad could get a free phone in his plan, but he never did because he was lazy. And since the stupid Cingular didn’t activate his roll-over-minutes, which he called for last August, we got 1, 000 minutes, plus the normal minutes free in my phone.

I also got a brown suede purse with little flowers embroidered on the strap from Target. It was originally $23.99, but I got it for 5 something. Good deal, huh? And, I got some socks. Yep, today was my lucky day.

My future plan is to call up Chris someday and scare her. Muwahaaha!

Is it wrong if I want to marry my phone? And I need to name it. Any suggestions?

2003-03-29T12:00:00.000-08:00
Because Trix is a bad influence on me:

Which chicago Character Are You?
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Which of Henry VIII's wives are you?

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You are a Dog!

What kind of furry are you?
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Five details about you…

1. I’m staring at pictures of Paul Walker, whom I’ve lately becoming more obsessed with.
2. I hope to become a dermatologist, pediatrician, or a physiatrist. After becoming one of the specified three, I will then write a book about pimples, crying kids, or people with problems. Sound fun, no?
3. I’m a Latin freak. If it were possible, I would go to one of the university’s that is trying to revive Latin, and speak it all the time. Then I would be tri-lingual.
4. I’m trying to drink at least 3 or more bottles of water each day. Isn’t working.
5. I want the silver Porsche parked in my neighbor’s drive-way, and am currently working on a diabolical plan to steal it. Muahaaa!

Five details about your appearance right now…
1. Just washed my hair so it’s dripping yet. And because I just had to condition my hair twice, my hands are pain. You try washing hair you can sit on and is curly, evil, and heavy!
2. Blue plaid pajama bottoms—they’re very comfortable, and I’m very lazy.
3. A white tank top. It’s 70 degrees outside!
4. My watch and my red manicured nails, which are slowly chipping. So sad.
5. My Paul Frank socks; I cannot live without socks or Julius.

Five things you did today...
1. Woke up at 10. Ah, the joys of sleeping in late.
2. Finished all my homework of because I had nothing better to do.
3. Babysat 2 kids who were asleep during most of the time, so I really didn’t mind.
4. Watched ET and saw yummy!Paul. Yummy!Paul will also be in the next Teen People. Hee!
5. Stole this survey from Trixie.

2003-03-29T11:57:00.000-08:00
Okay, I lied. I have more to say.

This year for our 8th grade trip we’re going to Washington, D.C. Weee! I’m very excited and would be even more excited, if there wasn’t a war going on. Unless war conditions worsen or there are terrorist attack in the U.S. (God forbid), we’ll go. And since we planned the trip through a senator, it can’t be cancelled. However, I’m still worried.

I think I’m going to go shopping for D.C. today. My mother is really happy because she gets to buy a pretty dress for me. Heh. What I’m really hyped about it getting my own cell phone for the trip. The only problem will be that my mommy will call me every hour to check up on me. Sigh.

2003-03-29T10:44:00.000-08:00
Last night we had a pooja, which is a time where we worship the Lord, at my house. The rest of the family came over. Yep, buckets of fun.

My feet were aching so badly last night, and whenever I walked the popped and cracked. I swear, my feet sounded like the Rice Crispies cereal. And, of course, my daddy told me to stop being rude and not cracking my feet. Like I could help it. The worst part was I had to sit cross-legged throughout the whole thing, about 2 hours.

Then some kid stepped on my hair. Grr. It hurt so badly and, I had the urge to smack him upside the head, but I resisted.

I have nothing more to say.

2003-03-27T16:59:00.000-08:00
The Fed-Ex man was at the door. It was weird because first, it’s about 6-ish; second I don’t like Fed-Ex men. They scare the crap put of me. Well, no, but I find them very queer. The ones that come to my house are old. Like big bald spot, crooked old. Then I feel bad for them because they shouldn’t be working at that age. Anywho, I’m not very fond of them because one time when I was a kid, one guy offered me a lolly—it was a brown lolly. He sucked the fun right out of the rainbow colored ones.

Yeah, so I don’t have a really good explanation why, but whatever. Oh, oh! They grin at you menacingly, with yellow clown teeth. There we go.

Okay, I’m going to wash my hair now.

2003-03-27T16:45:00.000-08:00
Eeeeeeeeeeeeee! My spacing is back to normal! Yay! I fixed it!

Haven’t blogged all week. Yikes.

Well, school started back up again. Sigh. I miss the good old spring break days. Seems as though it was only last week I was at home doing nothing—because it was! I’ve pretty much forgotten everything that happened this week and I’m glad.

Tomorrow we have a field trip; we’re going to a laser show. Did you know some of them were rated X? Hmm. Now I’m curious, do they have porn laser shows?

2003-03-23T09:08:00.000-08:00

See which Greek Goddess you are.

This I found very amusing. Yay! I’m GothPriya. LOL.

very fucked.

what fucked version of hello kittie are you?
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This is such pretty anime.

Water Goddess. You like peace and serenity and are
usually content with life.

What element would you rein over? (For Girls)
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Ha! Entrancing? Well, pucker up.

You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves
your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling
he/she is dreaming. Quite effective; the kiss
that never lessens and always blows your
partner away like the first time.

What kind of kiss are you?
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You're the loving smile,the one that is entirely
devoted to others,especially that one
person.You really can't get them out of your
head,but then,you don't really want to.

What Kind of Smile are You?
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I actually burst out laughing at this one. Me? A Goddess?

You are a goddess!

Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You?
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2003-03-23T09:00:00.000-08:00
Went to Chattanooga for the whole day yesterday—yeah, yeah, loads of fun. My cousin bought an apartment so my mommy and I went over to “spruce it up.” As it turned out, we weren’t much of a help—we just fiddled around.
Highlights of the day:
1) Bought Teen People containing yummy Shane and Milo poster. Chris told me to use Shane because she’s using Milo—we’ll switch later.

2) Saw a really fat biker with his really fat biker babe, biking around.

3 Rode the Chattanooga inclined rail road and met, well not exactly met, but saw someone named Tolly. I should’ve gone and asked for Chris what it was short for.

4) Got presents from wonderful cousin who just came back from visiting New York, including a beautiful necklace from Macy’s, a Givenchy perfume, and a bracelet.

Did I mention he was wonderful?

2003-03-21T07:58:00.000-08:00
This whole week so was beautiful—the sun shining, not a single cloud in the sky, temperatures between 60-70 degrees. Sigh. But now it’s all dreary and icky outside, which makes me gloomy, as well. Also, this whole week I’ve been sick free, but now, the evil cold has attacked once again. The worst part? Drinking Robatussin. (Don’t know how to spell that) Oh, and blowing my nose so many times that it gets so vulnerable that when you sweat, it feels like acid is dripping and stings. Space

I can finally get out of the house. At 12:30 I’m going to see View from the Top starring Gwyneth Paltrow and Mike Myers with a friend. It looks like a hilarious movie, and has so many funny scenes in the preview, such as: “You’re putting the wrong empaesises (emphasis) on the right sil-aebul (syllable). Heh. I’m so easily amused.Space

I was in a pampering-myself-mood last night—I painted my toes “Sultry Red” and didn’t even mess up! Go me!

2003-03-19T12:50:00.000-08:00
I started fiddling with my blog and added a tag board, which is a huge accomplishment for someone as computer illiterate as me. Heh. But now all my lovely space breaks are gone. They’re there when I write, but go poof when I post. Sadness.

2003-03-19T09:37:00.000-08:00
Okay, so dance is cancelled! ::jumps up and down:: And I’m blog hopping.

Stole this from Pooh:

Congradulations, you're the hottest woman-EVER.
You're Callisto. You're hot so we don't have to
give you a big long explanation as to why you
are this person.

What badass babe from Xena are you?
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Err, I would’ve thought more along the lines of the blonde, sweet one—Gabriele, but this works too. This person is obviously too into Callisto. Sigh.

I’m going outside. It’s so pretty, and there’s a fat little boy blowing bubbles. What more can I ask for? :P

2003-03-19T09:06:00.000-08:00
Oh yay! Thanks to Gracie I can post now! Space.

Oh blah. Went to the doctor yesterday because my yoga teacher told my mother about unevenness of my hips and shoulders, and of course, my mom starts to freak out. I had to wear one of those stupid, smelly robes, in which I felt that everyone can just see through it. Ick. Found out that because I have a foot discrepancy, my right foot is a quarter of an inch longer than my left, my right hip and right shoulder is slightly higher than the lefties. We thought it was scoliosis, but thank God it wasn’t. He said that my back will fatigue easier because of the unevenness, and suggested if I have to be on my feet the whole day, I wear a quarter of an inch sole supports in my left shoe. He said this was extremely mild and there was noting to worry about, which is great news. My mom signed me up for more yoga classes; she thinks they will cure this. Um, no. Yeesh.Space.

I got up and ran at 4:30 because I’m crazy, or rather, my dance teacher is. Actually, I enjoyed it, except for the fact that I ran into a car. Thankfully, not many people drive that early in the morning, so it wasn’t moving. It was dark and just as I thought that my eyes had adjusted, I ran into something. I even have a bruise in a lovely shade of purple on my shoulder to prove it. My mom laughed at me; she’s so supportive. Space.

Sigh. I have to leave for dance now. Even though it will most probably not make sense, if my dance teacher becomes evil, I will respond by using my new favorite quote: “Well, Ace told me to stop wearing my heels to class because it affected my energy flow (Chi).”—Courtesy of Chris.

2003-03-19T08:18:00.000-08:00
Okay, first post on the blog. Hmm. Does it work? I hope so.