"another one bites the dust"
well another year has past and im moving on up. I can't believe I am already 23 years old. this year has been crazy. i feel like i have grown so much as a person, a student, a professional, and even as an...adult (Eek!) so it is surprising to me that i am graduating in two weeks. I am not pursuing a job concerning my major but so what. I did it, i completed four years (CORRECTION...four and a half years) of college and i will walk the stage and collect my earnings. but now what do i have to show for it? people make such a big deal about college, such a big deal about getting a degree, but now that i am graduating, and now that i have found my niche at my place of employement and have decided to pursue it further as a possible career i find that i do not even need a college degree. on top of that i don't even get a pay increase or a higher salary because of it. IN FACT i don't even get salary pay, i will still be hourly. but what the fuck ever. I am moving in with my mama and daddy and will pay no rent, or utilities, i don't think it will be as bad as it seems. it will keep me from going out as much as i like and i will be able to save more money and focus more on being determined to learn how to budget, pay off my credit cards and the debt i have to my father and to move out and get my own place and be independent from my parents once and for all. blah blah blah...i'm 23 years old.
Today, Saturday, January 24th, 2009
My my my, how things have changed. How was I supposed to know at the time that adult life was not all that it was cracked up to be? At least in the beginning I had goals, even if I didn't manage to reach any of them. Today I have tripled my credit card debt (though it is not as high as most my age!) and since moving out "on my own" I have taken money from my father nearly every single month that I have been in Boston, which has only added to the mounds of money that I originally had owed him at the time of my college graduation.
I guess the difference between now and then is the relationships that I have. With my parents and with anyone's parents for that matter your struggle as their child is to get out from underneath their wings. It seems the more you try the harder it becomes. It comforts me to talk to many of my friends that are my age that are also still taking money from their parents. Maybe we are just an irresponsible generation of people or maybe this is just the way it is. I still am terrible at budgeting my money, although 2008 marked the year that I learned how to hold off on impulsive purchases. It is my belief that one or two every now and then is a healthy habit, but I make sure that there is money left in the bank to pay EVERY BILL ON TIME!
Now I am 27, four years later and I am still scared about the actuality of becoming an official adult. Who knew?
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