Jun 29, 2004 10:56
Another Holiday, another working weekend. Obviously my work is taking advantage of me, like everyone else in the world. Have ever had one of those mothers, and maybe it's because she is Persian, that calls you at the earliest hour of the morning just to remind you of the tasks of the day that you had planned to forget. So then you start yelling at why she is calling you at such and odd hour and she says that you are rude and she never talked to her mother like that and then she proceeds to hang up and on you.
That was just a little funny anecdote I thought everyone would enjoy.
Last night I found out this strange thing, I feel like though how I say this wont really bring the thought of it to justice. My words are to simple to make the thought complete. Anyway I guess I'm the only one of my friends who doesn't really have a problem in their life. And by problem I mean a male figure. It seems like they are always running around trying to prove themselves to a guy, which makes their existance insignificant.
I feel like in my hand I hold this magic potion that nobody knows about, and I try to explain it to my friends but since it's a foreign idea to them they simply just dont understand.