oh. my. god. i am so embarrassed.

now, i'd like to believe that i've matured as i've aged to the point that i am far beyond thinking that my parents, specifically my mother, are the most embarrassing people alive. but, as i've learned from bridget jones's mother and from my own, that is just not true. i can still be horribly horribly embarrassed by my mother.

so the landlady of the house in san diego called just now to speak with my father and make sure that he would be responsible for cosigning and everything. but i picked up the phone and told her that he was unavailable because well, he was asleep. so then she asks to speak to my mother and i'm about to tell her that she's also unavailable when all of a sudden, my mother picks up the phone and says, "i'm here! i'm here!!" now i know this is the part when i'm supposed to hang up the phone. only i didn't. and i heard the entire conversation. and it was just...humiliating. in the middle of the landlady's sentence, my mother interrupts to say, "are you filipino? i have a lot of filipino friends. we have a filipino neighbor. he's very nice. i'm vietnamese." to which the landlady responds, "....oh. that's uh...nice." and then...and then...she basically tells the landlady that she has nothing to worry about with me because, well, i have no life. "my daughter, she has no car and no boyfriend." i swear to god, that's what she said. and then... i don't know, my mentally damaged mind is beginning to repress the whole conversation because it was just so bloody humiliating.

ugh. just...ugh.