grievances

if anything, i should have been a math major. math, then science as a backup. maybe history. woe is me, yada yada. moving on.

perhaps i will just make my list of grievances, and be done with complaining about roommates. i think i'm glad i never had these talks with my roommates at rice. i might have ended up finding out some personal preferences that i wouldn't agree with and hate them even more. it was so much more enjoyable just listening to other people debate (that time at that coffee chop (name?) where janey, nants, and clare were talking about bush and iraq.

what's most exasperating is trying to convince these religiously-blinded college graduates to be a little more open-minded.

i make a joke that driving a hummer is okay-whatever makes the person happy. he refutes with some reference to murder and hitler. what i meant to say is that i think people should be entitled to do anything that personally makes them happy, that they should have the right to live life the way they want. this doing anything refers to thyself; no doing unto others. what pissed me off here? the fact that he bashed me for a joke about driving a hummer, yet he's fine with a 40+ year-old man driving a FERRARI to pick up some 20-young blonde bimbo. so by his reasoning, as long as it's pretty on the outside and helps him to bang women, it's fine.

he preaches on and on about his faith, yet he's oblivious to the finer details. he's screwing women left and right, but that's not allowed, at least not according to islam. he's dating this non-religious asian girl who he can't even marry. why the hell is he wasting his time with her when he has to hide from her parents everytime she visits their apartment?

at the first sign of trouble/adversity in his life, my other roommate converts from buddhism to christianity. everybody has trouble with their parents. seriously, i argue with my parents more frequently than he ever will over the phone. quit being such a baby. apparently he lists this one christian girl as his best friend and one of the greater influences in his life. she led him to God, and how does she thank him? by not inviting him to her wedding and not having talked to him since college.

i'm tired of venting. the list could go on forever. hmm, only a month, too. i can honestly say i lasted longer with my suitemates junior year. ew, i can't believe i'm saying that. all the problems i had with my previous roommates were petty. idiocy trumps cleanliness, i'll admit. damn.