Paying for entrance into the Middle Class Lifestyle

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As I was working hard on my Chemistry homework (and silently cursing at how stupid Pearson programs charge an arm and a leg for books, computer applications and other crap), I realized that a combination of political, economic and circumstances beyond my control have created these road blocks to financial stability.

As in, I am currently working hard (academically) and paying for entrance into a possible well-paying job in a field that may or may not be automated (I hope computers will not learn to program themselves).  This is how it feels like to “pay your dues” so to speak. Which is asinine because the most knowledgeable people can become unemployable because of lack of communication skills and a good network.

This is why I am going to also start working on the latter.

I have signed up for 3 professional student organizations in my field of study, which would lead to more networking career fairs I can attend to than the usual one that Walmart attends. The more people I can talk to, the better the chances that I can land a job somewhere, far away from the South. Worst case scenario, the time and energy spent would yield nothing and I would be stuck here.

I hated doing this, but I had to:

My schedule is SO FULL of time-consuming classes that I had to turn down a job interview because I wouldn’t be able to fill the hours they needed me for. If they had weekend hours I would have accepted the job in a heartbeat.  If I were studying 12 hours or less, I would have accepted the job. My cost of opportunity was $1,015 for the semester.  But if I took the job, that would leave me less time to study (and no time for math tutoring)  and would end up failing the semester.  In that scenario, I would be out $6,000+ and land myself into Academic Probation, meaning loosing my scholarships and the ability to continue to attend school loan-free.  And the “loan-free” part is important.If at some point during the long academic journey manage to enroll for 12 hours or less, I will look into finding employment somehow (internships).

The non-stripping alternatives….

If I didn’t suck at working in manual labor, I wouldn’t go back to college. I would excel and become a union member somehow.  I wanted to donate plasma this semester for some money, but I couldn’t spare 2 hours during the day to pass out from lack of blood proteins (this was from previous attempts). First time I donated plasma, I was so weary that when I got home, I  ate 6 eggs (horrible cravings!) and passed out for the rest of the afternoon. I donated plasma 2 more times and had to quit because I couldn’t get my body to get used to it. So that option is out :/

Patience is a virtue that only saints possess. But I am not a saint…

I’ve kept in constant touch with the financial aid office on campus. They must hate me by now, but I don’t care. If the roles were reversed, they would send collections after me. Such irony that the university is quick to offer me a loan to pay for school, yet it drags its feet when it comes to dispersing loan-free money.  So is the college life.

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Back to School Edition of a Mel Brooks Film

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This month has been a bit nerve wrecking (so to speak). Apart from Cutie’s health scare, I have been super-nervous about the Fall Semester.  I am referring to the financial aspect of affording school without taking out loans.  Yes I did get a few scholarships but so far only a small amount of it has gone through, putting me in the whole for the rest of the $6,000 I owe for the semester. The anxious me becomes the pro-active me, and makes a lot of phone calls and sends emails to the university and the scholarship department. That is my current battle. My hope is to break even or not be in the hole too damn much. I already spent close to $300 in books (in spite of searching high and low for used copies and purchasing them during the sales-tax free weekend).

And then there is Plan B….

No, not the drug (although I used it once and I felt like a cow full of hormones 😦 ). It is the where I am going to go after I graduate from university (for the second time!). I worked on my degree plan and estimated that I would finish in 8 1/2 semesters or 2 1/2 years, give or take. Cutie is getting impatient about living in the South but I can’t rush this kind of thing.  The logical place would be anywhere where I can find work but it seems that pre requisite is not enough anymore.  I need to look towards a place where to “lay down roots” so to speak. A place where the weather isn’t too hot and does not hate women (cutting funding on Planned Parenthood is a big no-no on my book).  I have started doing research in several states using sites like numbeo.com, looking for reasonable cost of living, towns or cities where DINKS can live and enjoy a good gaming community, etc. I have narrowed it down to 3 states and I hope that the next time we move, it would be the last time.