Get to Know Me

Lets start from the beginning. I was born in albq., NM, and a month after being born my mom and I moved to Oregon to be near my grandparents. Though, they were not so kind towards my mom in the beginning. My mom is a hard working woman, and I look up to her. My sperm donor of a "father" followed us for a few months. But eventually left and I never saw him again. Besides, from the stories I've been told, he only wanted my mom and I was just "baggage".

At age 2, my mom got pregnant, and by the age of 3 I had a baby brother. His father was a no good for nothing accept for drugs kind of guy. He caused nothing but stress for my mom and she tried to get rid of him but he kept coming back. Claiming for his son. My mom was working 2 jobs and had two kids to take care of, she says she didn't need a third one.

Eventually, my mom found a good guy. They were friends for a year and then dated for a year. They got married and now they are on their 13th year anniversary trip now. But lets get back to after the got married. My mom's husband took the part of our father.

I was told I was this confident, "adorable", funny child. Things changed when I started elementary school. Being bullied can do that. My lunch would get stolen, I'd get made fun of, they'd somehow get me in trouble for it all with the teachers that didn't really know me. Luckily, the principal and the people in the office knew me and knew I wasn't at fault (because they have witnessed it all before, without my knowledge).

I lived in the same apartment complex as my bullies. So, it wasn't only at school. But, mind you, they wouldn't bully me in front of my mom.

After 5th grade, I decided I wanted to do home-school. I talked to my mom about it. It took a shit ton of convincing. I did all the research. I found the school I wanted and brought it to my moms attention that she wouldn't be the teacher. I had teachers online that would do everything. She finally said okay.

By my freshmen year of high school, my family had to move to Washington for my mom's husbands job. I thought about going back to public schools. But the area we lived in wasn't the greatest. So I knew I'd more than likely be in the same position I was in elementary school. So I stayed in home-school. I met a couple of friends that I don't talk to now, but they were there in high school for me. We graduated in 2013.

I am 19 now, 20 in October ;), and in community college. Oh, do I have stories about my freshmen year in college... I'll get to that another time. But I am glad that I was home-schooled.  I probably wouldn't be the person I am now. I probably wouldn't have the goals I have for myself. So I have no regrets about my life decisions.

Thank you for reading :)

The Working Life

Working is drag.. Especially when you are working with unprofessional people. Although its my first job, I know better than to talk about the customer when they are three feet away. The management is retarded.You have to force our replacement plan on our customers in order to be on their good side for about 20 seconds. Oh, and not to mention that if we don't sell any, we don't get hours. I'm a college student... I need the money.

There are a few good people who work there and by a few, I'm talking like 3 people... out of 17 people. Lets not forget that they don't properly train you. They train you for an hour, then expect you to do everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, on your own. God forbid you ask a question. You'd get written up for that.

I've been at this office supply store for 4 months and all the new hires after me either left or are leaving. Yet, I need to prove myself to get the hours??

I don't know.. I'm starting to think I should have just taken the pizza hut job...

Reality

Being home-schooled for six years does not prepare you for whats out there in the real world. It shelters you, makes you a hermit in your own shell. After six years of staying at home, I threw myself into the world. I decided to go to community college first, before I attended university. I finally got my license and I found a job. It was inevitable that I would financially have to support myself.

I knew I couldn't depend on my parents forever...but I didn't expect them to drop me like a hot potato once I found a job. I was hit with bills and having to pay for expensive textbooks. I was faced with challenges that involved money...money I didn't have. Granted, I have a job that brings in some money, but it isn't a dependable one. How are you suppose to pay bills with only 8 hours of work each work, making a little over minimum wage?

I have a car that doesn't run. Not to mention, I have to register it. Who knows how much that will cost?? I have a cell phone bill and once I get my car running, I'll need to pay for car insurance and gas. And we all know gas is unreasonably priced. I feel like I'm drowning in debt and I've only just begun.

And these are only my financial stresses, I won't even begin with my college stresses... yet..

But, here I am, kicking myself in the ass for rushing my childhood to be an adult. Facing reality.. and that reality is, life as an adult sucks ass.

Don't you agree?