No one ever said life was easy....

Have you ever wondered, is there someone out there that considers life "easy"?

If I'd ever ran into a person that considered life easy I would stop them, treat them to a cup of coffee, maybe something to eat if we were close to a mealtime, and ask them what makes life "easy"? Because in my experience life is anything but....

The school system here is so different than in the US at least.  When you finish all your courses, you don't graduate a few days later.  You just finished classes.  Then you have to go through the grueling process of finishing you thesis.  In my case, I had a problem with my thesis advisor.  She didn't turn in any of the work I had done to my faculty.  So when it came graduating time (which usually occurs every six months) I didn't have any of my thesis credits because the bitch didn't turn anything in.  So I had to go to the faculty board and later on the school board to ask them to see into my case.  I "wan", I guess should be the most proper word.  The school fired that advisor.  But who would give me all that wasted time back.  I mean, it's not as if they were going to validate all the work that I had put into my thesis.  So I had to start over.  And I got to see a bunch of my friends without me.  It fucking sucked! I would have loved to have graduated with most of my friends, I was glad for them and I still partied with them, but I felt as if I had been robbed from something that was "mine".

So then I had to start over.  But I had the blessing that my thesis advisor, was actually my advisor in school, AND I had been a TA for her philosophy class for two years, so she knew me.  She helped me so much!! Not only in my school work, but in pushing me to do something that I was so reluctant to finish.  I didn't even want to graduate!!! I didn't care for it!!!!

And then, I finished.  But in between this time, I took a few months off in which I spent time in Texas and worked on my thesis away from home.  Worked on my First thesis, away from home.

But now I have new worries.  EMPLOYMENT.  That should be a curse word.  If you don't have it then it's as if your life is worth nothing.  Here is a normal conversation when someone is unemployed:

"Hey!"
"OMG, Hi!! How you've been?"
"Great, working my ass off."
"Really? Where?"
"Oh, I work at this PR firm..blah,blah... how 'bout you? Where are you working?"
"Oh, I'm not working yet"
GASP! "You're not? How long have you've been out school?"
"Quite some time."
"Shouldn't you be looking for a job by now? You can't depend on your parents for ever.  You are 25"

And the whole conversation goes down hill from there.  Advice.  Comments.  How life is great when you work.  The importance of being independent.  Freedom.  Freedom.  Freedom.  And then comes the dreaded phrase "You know what I'd do?" or "What worked for me was..." most of the time what would immediately follow those lines would be things like "ask your dad if he can tell his friend 'insert name here' to see if he can get you a job", "Don't you know the owner of 'insert company name here'", and the best one "Doesn't your dad work with 'again, insert name'.  I mean, why can't he get you a job with them"

Don't you people think I know that?!?!! I absofreakinglutely know that!! Hell, I've been to all this interviews, left resumes, filled applications.  But just because I'm coming they're going to say "Oh, here comes Mary, we have been expecting you.  Here's a job we've created just for you.  Glad to have you on board with us."  If it were only that easy, I would have had a job after the very first interview I went to.

Being unemployed puts me in a fowl mood!!

I am so sorry for have ranted through all of this.  If you still finished this particular blog, is because either you identify with it or you have time to kill.  For whichever reason I am very thankful for that. 

Anyway, I'm off.  Thanks for reading!