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October 21st, 2008
02:25 am
today i got phone call from my dad asking me to come over for dinner tonight. I usually decline these offers because i simply don't have the time. My parents can make the "quick" visit drag into hours and the 30 min drive to and from doesn't make the offer anymore appealing. But, for some reason, i said yes. Maybe it was the prospect of a meal that might actually consist of more than one food group... maybe even some protein. maybe it was the fact that i miss my dog more than anything in the word or maybe it was sheer curiosity. My dad had called me twice this weekend... just to say hi... um, that never happens. ever. he just isn't that type of guy. whatever the hell it was the point is i went. I came through the garage played with sy and went out bak to talk to my pop while he burned some dead cow. I ask how he is, he says he's fine... but he's worried about his daughter. I ask him why and he proceeds to ask me to sit down sitting across from him I;m racking my brain to figure out what i might have done to constitute this type of interaction. to tired to write the details let me just say that my dad actually asked me if i'd lied about where i was this weekend. it came out of no where....The competition got all fucked up and we drove up saturday not friday. apparently my parents spent the entire weekend thinking discussing the alternative possibilities of my whereabouts and motives. my dad didn't tell me these colorful details that was my mom later my dad just left it at, "this just doesn't add up. I started to explain the debate/ie dynamic and he interrupts me, "i don't want to be lied to. let me break this down for you." and i interrupted him almost instantaneously informing him that, "no, i can be clear, i did not, have not and will not lie to you. This past weekend I was exactly where i said I'd be." He leaves it at that and brings up a 2nd argument... "are you spending anytime doing school work?" it seems like all you do is speech... i cant tell you. you know what, i'm gonna have to finish this tomorrow i'm tired and livid- not a good combo. so lets leave this entry here and i will finish it tomorrow, Your mother and i were discussing whether or not your getting any work done. my mom actually started crying and accusing me of self sabotage... FUCK!!!!!!!! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I want to say so much... and believe me i will. but i cant right now. I;m actually tired enough to close my eyes... am i working????!??!?!?!?! fuck them!!!
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June 5th, 2008
04:29 pm - back to LJ... excited?
there's a lot happening and yet nothing happening all at the same time, which makes it sound like a lot is happening when really, there isn't much happening. i'll explain later.
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April 30th, 2007
11:11 pm - EVERYONE LOOK HERE
Alright, so I am a little pissed and I have to turn in a response to the question "what would you differently" if I had to do my research project over again... my group is a bunch of mental.... ass holes... here is my reponse to that particular question.. read it and let me know ASAP b/c I have it's 3 page sister sitting here ready to turn in at 9 am... oh but first I get to say it in front of the class....
so here is my response to that part of the "recap paper" I am turning in...
" If I could do it all over again I think I would have tried to get the group together outside of class more then the handful of times I attempted. I think that maybe on the sixth or seventh time I might have gotten a response from at least one person. I probably wouldn’t have posted all of the census tracks for our area on black board because I might have accidentally come across as ruining the research fun. Perhaps directions to the 3rd floor of Hayden library might have been more helpful but then again I can’t say if a map would have worked better. I think that if I could go back I would probably tell my group 60 or 70 more times that we needed to look up data over the course of 40 years not just from the year 2000. I probably would have not made hard copies of the 1960 and 1970 census tracks for everyone because they might have come across that data themselves if they had Google’d a little more. Looking back, I should have told my group at least one more time that just because statistics only go back to 1996 on the internet doesn’t mean that’s when the government started keeping track of its citizens. I think I only mentioned that particular detail a few times every time we met and previous experience should have taught me that a bull horn to the groups face would probably be the most logical way of explaining it. Looking back I would probably not offer to put the power point together. I didn’t realize that when I asked people to send me a slide with their research on it that I had actually said to forward me two random statistics from 2005 along with a quote from Wikepedia and I'll make some magic..."
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April 13th, 2007
11:43 am - What is your job again?
SO PISSED!!! I was yelling obscenities all the way to school... I still cant believe how livid I am... So as you all know my roommate is better at making messes then cleaning them up. Well, the house was SO bad when I got home this weekend that I decided to invest in a house cleaner. I just wanted to have my house scrubbed down so I could start from scratch - YES, it was THAT bad... So these 2 women show up at my house around 8 this morning (my bff has been using one of them for 9 years) and when they come in I tell them that - I know the house is a wreck. I wanted to give them 50% more then they usually get just because I knew it was a disaster (It was bad but not disgusting - it was more cluttered then anything else but I NEED clean - clutter I can handle dust and dirt on the floor kills me and I just wont have time until after NFA and my roommate can not be counted on to do anything but add to the mess) Have you ever left a tip at a restaurant that you know was way overboard but you end up leaving it for the sole purpose of making that persons day? Well I kinda felt like I was doing that for these women. I thought the idea of paying then the amount I said would be MORE then enough (and it would have been!!)
In fact they appeared happy with the deal. So they head of stairs to just take a look around and I hear one of them say, "this house has shit everywhere, what the fuck - you know what fuck this house I am tired anyway" - First of all the house wasn't that bad and second I am thinking to myself wow - this girls got balls - I ignore it and hope she has a MAJOR attitude change when she comes down the stairs.. OH I FORGOT the most important part - Elvin called this women 2 days ago and told them I don't speak Spanish so all of these comments are made loudly and right in front of me because these ass's don't think I understand espanol!
So anyway, these two women come downstairs and start doing whatever it is they do and one of them just can not stop talking shit. "Did you see that little white girls room what a pig.(she is referring to amanda who is a mess but by no means a pig - even I will admit that) "Do you see the dust in this room these people live like shit.." "This girl has probably never cleaned in her life" (and I have thank you!!! In fact I happen to be kinda a freak when it comes to things being clean in my house, which is why I am SO pissed about the condition its in right now) "Who do you think normally cleans for her? Whoever it was probably left these white girls and this fucking house." Then, just as the shame and humiliation of actually asking cleaning ladies to come clean my house one lady whips out, "If a Latina lived here this place wouldn't look like this" At this point I pipe in, -hey, you don't have to clean my house. I understand spanish and you obviously don't want to do the job so don't. It's really okay, I can't take care of it myself... blah blah blah.. get the fuck out, thanks for coming...
ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The whole time I am thinking who the fuck do you think you are - first off the house is NOT that bad there is just a lot of shit around... Second, kiss my ass you racist piece of shit - latina or not you just lost yourself a HELL of a lot of money and what might have been a steady client!! and Finally - What is your job again? You come over to clean my house and then are horrified to find out that it's dirty?!?!?! Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me?
Then - I took my dog in to get shaved - its getting hot out and he needs to loose the mop. I take him into the groomer she asks what I want and I say - his hair is a mess it just needs to go - shave it all off except his face - and she comes over and runs her hand over his back and says with surprise -"oh, he's matted!" Um... yeah! No shit sherlock! why do you think I brought him in to get SHAVED... If his hair was long and gorgeous then f-u I'll keep it like that but He's my dog, your a groomer, I want you to groom my dog... What is your job again - oh yeah today is "I don't actually do what you pay me to do day"!!!!
Pissed doesn't even begin to express my feeling accurately. I am afraid to take my suits to the cleaner in fear she will ask me why I didn't Iron them before I brought them in... Maybe I will wait until tomorrow.... DAMN!!!
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February 28th, 2007
05:42 pm
You are The Hierophant
Divine Wisdom. Manifestation. Explanation. Teaching.
All things relating to education, patience, help from superiors.The Hierophant is often considered to be a Guardian Angel.
The Hierophant's purpose is to bring the spiritual down to Earth. Where the High Priestess between her two pillars deals with realms beyond this Earth, the Hierophant (or High Priest) deals with worldly problems. He is well suited to do this because he strives to create harmony and peace in the midst of a crisis. The Hierophant's only problem is that he can be stubborn and hidebound. At his best, he is wise and soothing, at his worst, he is an unbending traditionalist.
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