So I had these perfectly good intentions to start writing down my thoughts more regularly as a cathartic release from the day's histrionics.  That doesn't seem to have worked. :)  I just can't seem to be doing anything too regularly right now aside from my schoolwork.

Passed my basic Arabic and Linguistics courses with near 100% scores on each.  Though they were basic entry level courses, I'm still really proud that I was able to do both of those on short notice and in this environment- which I hope is changing soon.  The jobs market here in the Phoenix area doesn't seem to have recovered very well yet, and the feedback for my resumé indicates that I'm too skilled through work study and volunteer positions to do menial tasks, but those positions don't qualify me for anything else either.  That kinda sucks but I'm still looking, still trying.  I really want a place of my own, so I can get cute stuff and keep everything immaculately clean.  The current histrionics around the house here is about how it's always dirty and it always stinks, despite my near constant cleaning.  I'd ask the aunt and uncle what I'm supposed to be doing different but as I've seen quite regularly, there really isn't a standard.  I think I formally gave up on trying to work with them over the cleaning when my aunt had, numerous times in the past two weeks, started yelling about the kitchen being filthy and having crumbs and dishes all over it and everyone but her being lazy - before she'd even made it into the kitchen, which I had just finished cleaning (dishes, bleaching surfaces, sweeping floors) not ten minutes before.

I'm about to Hermione my way through my next Arabic course and an intro to Race and Ethnicity.