| Memoirs of a Chocoholic |
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Got my FAFAS filed for next year. I hope I got all my info entered in correctly… I tend to transpose numbers, but I did neurotically triple check to get it right… I did have to estimeate some stuff because the school sent my W2 forms to my grandparents place instead of my address here at school, but I can always go back and adjust it latter if I was off on anything. And even though I don’t make enough to have to file taxes, I’ve decided to get on that and actually file anyways… I’m hoping to get the “hope credit” or whatever it is. I should just get my Indian card and then never pay taxes again. Even though I look really white, my dad is mostly Native American (Choctaw); if I could just sort out the cluster fuck that is my genealogy, I would never have to pay taxes ever again and that would be sweet. My Grate Grandma survived walking the trail of tears as a 5 year old little girl, and grew up in the shitty reservation the government forced her onto. She hates white people, but was cleaver enough to give birth to my grandma at home and then passed her off as white since she looked light skinned enough to pass. Great Grandma did this because the government was having the Native American babies who born in hospitals sterilized at birth and she knew my grandma would be discriminated against less if the government thought she was a white baby (even though my grandma was really 100% Choctaw). She then paid off a midwife to lie about my grandma’s race and birthdate on my grandma’s birth certificate. This makes proving her real genealogy to the government very difficult, but I have no doubt it saved my grandma’s life and ability to have children. It is this falsified paper trail that makes it hard to prove genealogy. Anyways… I’m going to file taxes this year even though I don’t make enough money to have to. And my housemate and I are looking for housing in SF or around the Bay Area for the summer. I have to take a dance intensive in order to graduate, so it is not an option to stay with my grandparents this summer. I’m still job hunting. It’s not going well but I’ll go to the career services on campus to see if they can point me in the right direction. I tutored a classmate yesterday. I helped her out unofficially since I don’t have the job. I don’t know if I’ll ever get that job back this semester, but I’m not going to leave the girl who asked for help hanging there, so I tutored her unofficially as a peer and not as a peer tutor. I will not get paid for the session, but who knows maybe I’ll get the job latter and she’ll come back when I do get paid for doing what I’m doing anyways. Maybe I should have charged her… I could really use the money, and the school isn’t paying me, and if I did it on the down low I wouldn’t need any recommendations. I could be a privet tutor instead of a peer tutor. But how many students would be willing to pay out of pocket for something I had been doing for free? Hmmm… Anyways, so I’m looking for a place in SF or the bay area to rent or sub-lease for the summer. I’m putting the word out now.
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