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[Sep. 20th, 2006|06:38 pm] |
april 8th, 2007. dal's mom loves me, his dad hates me. the mom is still a bitch but right now his dad is being a bigger asshole. he doesn't want the wedding to happen at all. oh well not unless these conditions are met by me first. hmmm, not happening? then dal needs to do this, that and the other AND pay for x amount of the wedding. seeing a pattern here anyone? and i thought i was a control freak. can you imagine doing that to your kids? regardless, my folks are a 100% behind us and for me that's all that matters.
cheers,
rosy. |
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| peeking out from under my rock.... |
[Aug. 3rd, 2006|07:15 am] |
i have finally caved in to the requests from the multitude of fans, a.k.a "that annoying cracker bitch" (see what you get for making me post, i add-in the "cracker" bit), to post again. my sleep pattern is screwed up thanks so at 7am i'm sitting at the damn computer. i realized that i am burnt out and for now i'm enjoying the feeling of being under my rock. lack of committments and responsibilities suits me just fine. on the plus side it leaves me plenty of time to get to know my new in-laws! that's right, i've been over twice in the last 4 days. brief but important visits. we're planning on getting the parents together in a couple of weeks, then shit will really hit the fan....i...uh...hmmm...i mean then we can begin the wonderful journey of planning our beatiful wedding, yeah, that's it, that's what i meant.
i don't think that it will be that bad, dal's dad seems really nice. kinda the strong, silent type. one of his brother's on the other hand looks, sounds, and talks just like my last ex, bobby, as in the one that went so horribly wrong i wished i could rip out my heart and step on it rather that go through all the shit. thank god there's no resemblance to dal cuz that would have been too much for me to handle.
then there's dal's mom, she's actually pretty nice but not exactly my kind of people. she's not exactly my parent's kind of people either, not someone mom or dad would choose to be friend's with. i don't know her well enough to say whether or not my folks will like her. truth be told, i don't know how much i will like her. my gut told me she's your typical indian mother of that generation, so far experience has proved me right. now you might be wondering how i usually fare with typical indian mothers? simply put, i don't. i avoid contact if possible, if not, then my stategy is to keep it superficial, and deflect as much conversation as possible. never develop any sort of relationship or bond, always keep contact to a minimum. that's kinda not going to work with this one. yes when we move far away from the city it will help, but what do i til then? and even from a distance, she's still dal's mom, grandmother to our future kids, and in standard indian fashion she wants to be my fucken mom too. i'm sorry but i already have two loving, caring, supportive parents. i like the relationship i have with them. the relationship dal's mom is trying to forge is the kind she has with her kids, and holy fuck do i not want that. i don't have that with my parents, would never want that from them and certainly wouldn't put up with it from anyone else. she's getting me to the point where i can only do one of two things, either just say "no" to every "helpful" suggestions she makes or say "maybe, we'll see" and then do whatever the fuck we want anyways. her kids all take the latter route cuz it's just easier for them that way. can we guess which way i'm leaning? well if you know me at all, i'm not always so keen on taking the easy route. hmmm, when do you think dal and i should spring the news that although we're willing to have a religious service, we don't want to get legally married?
thank you for listening.
today's rant has been sponsored by: haagan daz mayan chocolate ice cream. |
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| doing it for the sake of doing it...... |
[Jun. 28th, 2006|02:13 pm] |
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filthy, filthy people......I'M talking about getting a live journal. i haven't succumbed to myspace, or nex, or a blog, yet here i am. we'll see how long she lasts. i'm guessing it's just going to end up another venue for me to bitch, rant and rave b/c really i don't get to do it of often enuf. |
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