It's That Time!

Back to more job searching... poor college kids should be given more opportunities to work, because not all of us have mommy and daddy to pay for everything. I have sent out countless resumes, so here is hoping that something finally happens.

School has finally started up for me, and I am finding myself stuck in the IHATEFRESHMEN club. I know, it sounds terrible, and normally, I would feel bad about such a sentiment, but in this case, I really don't. It is extremely hard to like someone who thinks India is in Europe... just saying. Sometimes I wonder if I were that obnoxious in my freshmen year, but then I remember, I was too busy worrying about my future to interrupt my class to make jackass comments like early humans must have believed in Santa Clause. It is a shame really, because the tension I feel growing with every comment may lead to me cursing out a classroom of ignorant people. I now understand why the older generations look at us and hang their heads in shame and despair. I would too if I had failed to tell my child that India is really a part of Asia.
On the flipside, I am studiously doing my homework (for the most part) and learning that social work readings are THICK. Not like hefty milkshake thick, but really swimming through quicksand thick. Everyday I thank the Lord that I am literate. It doesn't hurt that I have found a new blog geared towards some relaxation. If you get the chance go check out this new blog I have found. It has just started, but it seems really cool.



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A New Adventure...

After years of having my license, I have still not been able to conquer the feat of parallel parking. My home state does not make you do it in the driver's test, therefore, instructors think it is okay not to teach their students. Of course, those d-bags completely decided it was okay not to teach because "nobody parallel parks in my home state". Well assholes, I'm bringing my car to school, and guess what? I get to learn p-parking. I've only done it twice with trashcans, but I'd kind of like more guidance besides my mother deciding that twice in the dark in enough practice. F*** my life. Little amounts of sleep and a long to do list is bringing out excessive anger and potty mouth.

Food for Thought

Guess Who's Back?

It's been a nice run,

but I am finally home. Where have I been all summer? Working at a special needs camp of course. I am trying to get as much social worky experience as I can get, and you know what? That job was one of the best jobs I have ever had. Seriously, EVER. Sure, I cleaned up a lot of shit, and went through stressful times, but I am proud to say that I can look back on it, laugh and enjoy the privilege I had to meet such incredible people.

Unfortunately, it is back to the real world, where I get to take another 18 credits while I look for a job and a church (yes, SHOCKER I like Jesus). So if anybody knows of a good laid back place to either work or worship, let me know!

Meanwhile for a random thought: I have an urge to take a homeless person out to lunch or just buy them lunch. This will take exploring when I go back to school.

Child From Below

Remember When?

I was in the car with my mom today, talking about my numerous job experiences as a teenager, but there is one that I cannot seem to shake. Sure, every job has taught me something new, and even though there were some challenges, I usually valued my experience. Out of the experiences I have had, I will never forget family X and the day I was hired to watch their child.

It Begins

I was looking for a job to supplement my income at the local grocery store I was working at, so when this new opportunity for a babysitting job came along, I jumped at the chance. Little did I know, I would be ready to run in the other direction. The family seemed like the all dandy type at first, they had nice cars, a huge house, polished children, a backyard and a small dog to match. I was young, I was excited, I was stupid.

Before I get into this story any further, I understand not all families are raised the same, but this family's method was so off beat from how I was raised, I would leave with my head spinning at the end of the day. My job was to watch their small child who was a toddler, whom we will call mini X. This child was a force to be reckoned with. Mini X probably holds the record for number of tantrums thrown in five hours. She was over privileged and under disciplined. Everything was either Mini's way or the highway. There was no reasoning with this child and punishment was not an option, because the longest timeout I had seen for Mini X was a whopping 30 seconds. When I was that age, I sat in time out until I had learned my lesson. I was beginning to cherish the times when I would work my other menial job.

Can I Quit Yet?

Time passed, and I had quit my other job so I could help out at home, so my main priority was watching Mini X and praying that I would last another day. I was quickly tiring of the facade I was putting on for this family. The day I snapped was when Mrs. X decided to have an input in my future career and tell me it was a bad idea because it didn't make enough money and it was hard. I could take laying in bed with Mini X until she fell asleep in her queen sized bed and I was even becoming numb to the tantrums. To insult my personal life though, that was the last straw. I needed an escape. Back then, I didn't have the guts to just up and quit, so I was struggling. Lucky for me, I caught a break. When the Xs called to say they needed someone more permanent, I couldn't have been happier. Who cared if I was going to be broke for a bit? I would live with less stress and more quiet, and that's the way I like it.

I'M ALIVE

Clearly, it has been a while. What have I been up to?

Finishing school for the year(Yes, finals are included too)
Coming back home
Catching up with friends
Fighting with my siblings
Watching my cousin wed
Preparing for work this summer and trying to find work for the school year

Clearly it has been a bit busy, so bear with me as I try to get it together. Unfortunately I leave soon, and may not be back til August, so a short farewell for now

Food Revolution!

It's a REVOLUTION

Jamie Oliver, a noted chef and celebrity has brought his cause over to the US. Settling in the heart West Virginia, he meets resistance as he tries to change the way people eat to make them healthier. This show is one of the most interesting things I have ever watched. One of the first episodes that I have watched showed children who couldn't identify simple vegetables such as potatoes and carrots. Children who couldn't use utensils! It is unbelievable and unfathomable to me. The show portrays how negatively Jamie is received and the resistance he meets. For more information CLICK HERE. You can see it for yourself or sign a petition.

WATCH THE SHOW

Help be the CHANGE!