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Anyone who bitches about American bureaucracy can just swap places with me. Fucking Italian Consulate wants SO much paperwork. I found my mom's, my dad's, and my birth certificates, but noooo, that's enough. They're the originals, even! Argh, I'm probably gonna need to get my mom to call my nonna to get her to get a better copy of the birth certificate AND my parents' marriage certificate.
Then I'll need to go through American bureaucracy to prove that my parents never gave up their Italian citizenship. What the fuck! Duh, of course my dad didn't, or he wouldn't be living in Italy for like 9 years, with his fucking Italian pension! *fumes*
I'm gonna call tomorrow to see if what I have would work because I'd rather not have to bother my nonna with this. Plus, it'll totally ruin the surprise of telling her in a letter that I'll be in Rome for the Fall semester. *huffs*
And my mom really needs to file our taxes, so I can finish FAFSA and stuff for going abroad. *grumbles*
Then I'll need to go through American bureaucracy to prove that my parents never gave up their Italian citizenship. What the fuck! Duh, of course my dad didn't, or he wouldn't be living in Italy for like 9 years, with his fucking Italian pension! *fumes*
I'm gonna call tomorrow to see if what I have would work because I'd rather not have to bother my nonna with this. Plus, it'll totally ruin the surprise of telling her in a letter that I'll be in Rome for the Fall semester. *huffs*
And my mom really needs to file our taxes, so I can finish FAFSA and stuff for going abroad. *grumbles*
