  the grade isn't terrible (1450) but my dad isn't too impressed (*gasp* you can only get into UT/Rice!?!). he tells me to do better the next time i take it... only now he can't say anything cuz i got that grade despite preparing for it. HA! man... he's expecting like a perfect score or something the next time... begeezus (however you spell that word... hehe) sample of a daily dinner anecdote (this "joke" was told today by dad): one chinese family had an only child. a daughter. she went off and got involved w/ a black man. her family gave her an ultimatum: either marry the guy and be disowned... or find a "proper" [Caucasian] guy to marry. i don't get what's so funny about that. but supposedly my dad's friend (who told him this story) told him to give his daughter a proper (racist, i'll bet) upbringing so my future's not "wasted".
that's not funny either. gawd... i can't believe my own parents are still like that. my dad blames it on Chinese society... which has historically been closed and therefore does not welcome people of other races w/ open arms/hearts (so he says). but you'd think that after spending so much time abroad he would have become more tolerant? guess not. we decide to go to the store after dinner to buy goggles. i turn the radio to 94.5 and dad starts listening to this song. he then asks (the radio or the guy singing? ) "how do you know? " in response to the song lyrics, which where like "i don't think anyone feels the way i do... about you now".
GAH!!! i wanted to strangle him so bad. so me and my mom had to explain to him that music is about self expression and art... not science! geez!!!!! when we're at the store... my dad comments on how many b-day gifts i had to buy lately. he suggests to me to not have as many friends so i wouldn't have to spend his precious money to buy so many presents. i asked him how he would like it if ppl were stringent when it came time for them to buy him gifts.
we then get into a discussion about "jane's friend who is a boy" (i told them the goggles were for your friend so they wouldn't get suspicious). dad assumes that i'm only buying something to save face for you. he also says (get this) that any friend of jane's won't be her friend for long. apparently he thinks your too young to keep your friends or something... geh!!! again... the need to strangle. my mom still remembers jason from "the pizza place" so we talk about him. i tell them he's already graduated (they asked how old he was) and that he was going to trinity for college.
so i gather that my dad's boss's wife also went there b/c UT austin was "too big". i comment on how i thought that the yeast balls my mom bought look like food... and she says "then let the yeast ferment in your stomach" nice, huh?
and to add to all of that, i get a mosquito bite or swelling where the fire ant bit me... grrr. ooo btw the only mosquito that currently resides in my house just happens to live in my bathroom. i spent most of wednesday trying to get him... but he just decides to hide out in the hinges of the cabinets! ARG!! i guess i'll risk west nile then. i desparately need to finish HP5 so i'll let jane blog now 
