Life is What Happens

So you know when you get really pumped up about something, then five seconds later forget about it? No? Just me? Well that is what happened with this blog.

Many of you may know that I did not have the best of luck with my last blog. I may or may not have called someone an ass on it. Whoops. Sadly, if that’s the worst thing I call you, we’re probably friends. I’m going to try my best to use my nice words. It will take a lot of restraint on my part.

As I sit here enjoying my coffee, I’ve been thinking about where this past year has taken me. It has been one of the most difficult years in my life. I’ve called my mom crying more than I thought possible, watched helplessly as one of my best friends struggled with losing her hair (on top of the worst psoriasis you could imagine), was questioned numerous times about why I can't get a boyfriend, got turned down for numerous jobs, and thought I wasted 4 years of my life in college. However, I wouldn’t change a thing. This wonderful, horrible year led me to one of the best opportunities in my life. Would I have applied for Teach for America had I been in a good relationship? Probably not. (See! There is a reason i kept dating guys who think they're Arnold. They're real pretty, but sometimes they are so dumb it literally hurts me.)

Would I really have been happy slaving away for a car rental company? Yes, I would have made money, but I wouldn’t really be proud of my life. I will miss my friends at kindercare dearly, but it was time to move on. Working for a company that cared more about making money, than taking care of their employees was sucking the life out of me.  I love Kansas City, but I never would have been able to pack up and leave on my own. 

I guess the point I’m making is that I didn’t really think I would ever climb out of this deep hole called “Life After Graduation.” The funny thing was, I just never saw the ladder.

I'm baaaaaack

I'm back mothersuckers! So I took a nice long break from blogging. Mostly for calling someone a dick on it. Was it the correct way to handle the situation? Absolutely not. However, it was done. We've moved on from the situation, and now I'm back to awesomely blogging my random thoughts to you.

When I started this blog, I was pretty sure my "adventures" in big girl land weren't going to last long. I was going to find a job, fall in love, and win the lottery (I may or may not watch WAY too many movies). Let's catch up. I still work as a pre-school teacher, and while it is a job, it barely pays the bills. I live at home with my dad and have to differ my college loans because I can't afford to pay them on my wage. I did not fall in love. I fell for a guy who broke my heart, but in the end it was for the better. He was a jerk and I was settling because I don't do well with feelings (but we'll leave that for another post). Really, I never should have considered winning the lottery since I don't play.

So this blog really is going to end up being what it started out as. Me trying to figure out what the heck I'm going to do with my life. Will I ever find a teaching job? Will I find a job where one of my true passions lies, politics? Or will I start collecting cats and never move out of my dads basement?

Look how cute he is!

I'm really hoping that I can be better about putting my positive vibes out there more often. I know something good will happen soon, I just hate waiting.

Adventures

Welcome to the new blog everyone. If you were following Teaching is For the Lions, this is more or less the same thing, except following the rest of my sarcastic life rather than only my time in Tanzania.

The goal of this blog is to follow me, a 23 year old history education major, as I look for a job, try to remind myself that having a job is a good thing, live at home (with my dad… hells yeah! Free rent), and begin writing not one, but two books on rock and roll. Why? Because it’s awesome. Don’t question me.

Besides being 23 and an education major, I’m pretty awesome. I don’t have a boyfriend (because I’m awesome), I live at home (in good ole’ Kansas City), I drive a shitty escort, I regret the career choice I made (and I haven’t even started working), and I have an obsession with The Beatles which some people would call “going too far.”

If you take life too seriously, this is not the place for you. I’m sarcastic, I make fun of myself, and I will probably make fun of anyone else ever. Except John Lennon. We do not make fun of John Lennon. We will however make fun of Mick Jagger. Seriously, the song Moves like Jagger? No one wants to move like him. He does not have moves. If he was not a rock star, people would wonder what the hell happened to him? Why is he dancing in such a fashion?

 

My point here is that there are many twenty-somethings out there who are graduating and going out into the big world with approximately fifteen jobs available for all of us. Now, I don’t know the exact numbers, but that seems pretty accurate. So while we are all out there scrambling for the same mediocre jobs and trying to keep our dignity while letting that creepy 40 year old buy your beer (hey, it’s a free beer. Those things are like 6 bucks!), let’s do it together. Because god knows, I can use all the help I can get!

Big Girl.