This Can’t Be!

Hello, dear readers. Sorry for the long hiatus, but this new woman is having new woman issues.

First of all, the one drawback to being a woman that I’ve discovered is (drum roll please)… I have to get a job! 🙁 My dad no longer has to pay child support, even though he didn’t do me any favors until I was 13, and, since my ability to pay for my education is dependent on having money, I have to get a job to supplement it. No big deal there, ok. But it comes at a time when I need money for the orientation fee, the internet access fee, the expected family contribution, and money to get a bank account. I don’t have that money, but of course it’s all due within the next two weeks. Not to mention my phone bill… but alas, I won’t bore you with my money woes for the moment, so moving on to other things…

I’ve finally begun the long dreary process of getting ready to leave home and spread my newly formed adult wings. So far, I’ve gotten the laundry thing down, and cooking my own meals. The budgeting and organizing… well, that’s another story. But I have a lot of books to help me out with some of the stuff I need to know.

The first book is a book about succeeding in college, and talks about everything from how to buy and sell textbooks, to where to live, to credit cards/charge cards. Another book, called No Disrespect by Sister Souljah, isn’t really about college, it’s about an African American Woman’s life lessons… most of them in her college years. Funny, I don’t think I’ve mention my race until now, oh well, now you know. Anyway, it’s a wonderful book. The Broke Diaries is just a fun read about a girl in college (Ivy League) doing outrageous things to keep her lights on and get textbooks. It’s hilarious.

I’ve met my first college boy. He’s going to be a sophomore next year at Purdue in Mechanical Engineering Technology. Don’t ask me what that means, other than the brother is smart and he is doing something with himself. He’s a really nice guy and I’m so glad that I met him and I can talk to him. He’s funny, but he’s not a good role model.

I can’t wait to step on campus. It’s crazy. I can be anyone I want to be when I step on campus. I don’t have to be the me I’ve always been, or the me everyone here expects me to be. That’s the thing I love about being a college bound almost-woman. The possibilities are endless! Until next time, read the footer. Peace, love, and hair grease! ~1~

Stay tuned for another misadventure of this almost grown woman…until the next time, keep it true, no matter how many feelings truth hurts!

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