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Yasmin (yasminmu) wrote,
@ 2003-06-21 02:09:00
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    Current mood:irritated
    Current music:Marcy Playground

    aunt mary says they have the darkness in their eyes
    ok, so this may come off to some as just a needless rant and rave, hold your whiny whines, peanut gallery!

    sooooooooooo, i've been home since may 9th. I decided the wise thing to do would be to get a job and take a class, both of which seemed like brainless notions while i was in Milwaukee. How hard could both of these tasks be!?!? well, thanks to our current economy, nobody is hiring. and then, to top it all off, if they are hiring, they sure as hell don't want to hire college kids who will just leave at the end of the summer. as if this wasn't enough of a slap in the face of area college kids, retail/restaurant jobs don't want to hire anyone without any experience...which i can understand, however if nobody ever gets hired because they lack experience how the hell do they expect to gain any?!?! shitheads, really, shitheads the alls of them. what makes me even more yuppily frustrated is that most of the people that have jobs that normally "kids" would have are like the 38+ crowd who are making this their career instead of a way to earn some money before moving on to the bigger and better. WHORES!

    registering for class was hell for a bit, but surely got cleared away thanks to a lamb named debbie who i have never seen, however she has a pleasant phone voice. if the world was ending, i'd like to hear her voice last. anywho, apparently Las Poo doesn't understand that Marquette is a private school, thus students do not pay a different tuition for in/out state status. i had to fight with them like hell, since they wouldn't release a hold on my registration. Finally, it was explained to me that all i had to do was write a letter convincing them of the aforementioned and then send in my tax forms...well since we all know that Yasmin does not work, that would be quite difficult. This woman I spoke to before the debster convinced me that I had to file taxes regardless of my employment status, which made me panick for a good 4.56 seconds before i realized that this woman obviously is INCOMPETENT. debsaloo just simply said i needed to make a copy of my DL so she can make sure i'm good to go. so, blah blah, to make a short story extra long, i'm in sociology right now and i really like it, it doesn't seem like a "class." the people in it for the most part and swelonderful.

    ok, my baddest ass problem thus far in the summer are....(drums rolling....) MY PARENTS!

    so, let's break it down by parent.

    Dad-so, we don't talk that much, unless i make the effort but really it's more of a he's never really around since he works tons and travels more tons than that. it's cool, i completely understand but when he gets extra frustrated from trabaja he likes to get hissy pissy at my mom, bro and i. so, we like to pretend that we believe he's the one who does everything in the house (cough BULLSHIT cough). so, he lets me go all the way to school halfway across the country where i could easily be having drunken sexual intercourse 25/8, yet when i come home to sleepy san ramon where i'm never more than a 5 mile radius he flips and wants me home by 12. he's completely serious about this, sees nothing wrong with it. i mean, it's not like i'm wreaking havoc and mayhem and opening pandora's box, my friends and i are usually sitting in someones family room talking or watching a movie. we're like the most straight kids ever, but nooo, home by 12 says curfew nazi...only he doesn't tell me. he'll call every so often but mostly i'll come in oneish/twoish and he'll be like "why so late?"and i'll tell him the honest truth of who/what/why. but he disregards it and adds "i expect you to be home." ok, call be rapunzel, hoes.

    mummy dearest: my mother thinks i'm the move naive person on the face of the earth. which is funnnny, because though i don't claim to know all, i often think she's the most naive person on the face of the earth. she likes to tell me things like "Yasmin, you know, when a guy tells you that you can't get pregnant the first time, he's lying.....hmm...lets think about this one....FIRSTLY, what the hell kind of loser says that!? secondly...who would believe it? if the sayer/believer get together anywhere in this day and age they deserve the wrath of God, honestly. so i tell her "mother, nobody has said that to get a woman into bed since 1958" but then she writes it off as me being super naive, since apparently i believe that you can't get pregnant the first time. the experiences i've had thus far would make me believe far more that a woman would say that one to a man...hmm mother...hmmm and then apparently, since i sometimes hang out w/ my friends who are dating my other friends..i'm somehow seducing them. because apparently i can't hangout w/ anyone's boyfriend w/o them being there....mother, just because you are super insecure doesn't mean my friends are. and yes, they do know/"allow" this to happen, we are all FRIENDS. bitches, geeze. i can not stand her assumptions of me/my generation. i often try to calmly and nicely correct her/remind her i'm not some bimbo naive slut gang banger but she just writes it off as me being "nasty and grumpy" BEE JEEBUS, AUGUST 17TH CAN NOT COME SOON ENOUGH!!!

    so, happy thoughts: yay, i heart my friends and extended family, i had a great day w/ jeffrey and breanne in SF. we did the cheezy tourist shabang today and then jeffrey is coming over on sunday to meet the posse. oooh, friends colliding!

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