Who's Bright Idea???

So what genius came up with "minimum wage?"  I mean honestly how can a person determine the minimum about of work required to get minimum pay?  In this day and age any job is better than no job, and many people are settling for jobs that they are over qualified for just to make try and make ends meet.  People are choosing to become "professional students" in hopes of bettering themselves and becoming better qualified for a higher wage position.  During my recent job search I discovered that one needs a bachelors degree for mere general office and administrative work!  This disturbs me.  Education at the University level is no where near free in this country and the majority of us pursuing degrees are not fortunate enough to obtain full scholarships or have college funds waiting for us.  What does that leave? Loans or working several odd jobs to pay our way through school.  Whether the loans be private or federal, the interest rates aren't pretty and with the job selection and pay being what it is, it remains that we debtors will be paying off these loans for the next several years to come.  Who's bright idea was our educational system?
It's one vicious cycle, that empties into the black hole.  Without education, we are expected to be a productive member of society making minimum wage, living paycheck to paycheck.  With an education we are expected to get a decent job, live the "American Dream" and pay back the thousands of dollars in school loans at the same time all for the sake of bettering ourselves.  But before you can land that dream job you are subjected to a series of No's because of the lack of experience right out of school, a credit check (which usually isn't stellar coming out of school), and the debt collectors giving you a mere 6 months after graduation to pay up!
So what happens??? We settle, and accept what we can when we can for the sake of "getting by for now."  Odd jobs that don't help make us more marketable or competitive in our chosen fields and suck us further into the black hole.  Minimum wage jobs should not exist.  The majority of those that do work for minimum wage do more than a minimum amount of work and do not have minimum bills and minimum needs to survive.
Under appreciated, over worked, and under paid.

Uber Bitch

It's just one of 'dem days, that a girl goes through- when I'm angry inside...but I AM GONNA TAKE IT OUT ON YOU!
Thank you mother nature for your monthly gift.  A gift that results in bloodshed caused by the fighting amongst my uterus, ovaries, and fallopian tubes.  Thank you for the emotional roller coaster that provides such a lovely pairing to the main course.  I do so enjoy not knowing whether I'm going to cry, yell, or laugh inappropriately.  
Thank you tobacco giants for making nicotine such a difficult hobby to walk away from. 
Thank you for my dysfunctional estrogen filled family whom gets along like no other.
Thank you for cars that will always cost you more than they will ever be worth.
Thank you for 4 lb toy dogs that are the loudest accessory ever.
Thank you for allergies.
Thank you for people who go to church for the wrong reasons.
Thank you for 60 degree weather in June.
Thank you for nosy people.
Thank you for pathological liars.
Thank you for fake people.

Thank you for sarcasm,
Uber Bitch w/a 'tude

Getting My Feet Wet

Like a virgin touched for the very first time, I'm stumbling my way through the whole blog scene; as I have done with much of my life.
As I quite often do I have random flashbacks to a point in time in life and those memories seem to trigger a message that I need at that exact moment.  
Before a recent road trip with one of my best friends, my mother made a statement that still has me scratching my head.  "Go where you'll be happy.  Do what makes you happy."  So simple yet so complex.  I had no rebuttal or response.  At 27 I don't know what makes me happy.  Sad but true.  I have a laundry list a mile long of things I dislike and places I would prefer not to be, but I never thought of the less pessimistic side.  To make a long story short, it got me thinking back to when I was a kid and often perplexed by the turbulence of adolescence.  How did I navigate the seemingly life ending curve balls of life? I wrote.  I wrote poems, kept a diary/journal, and even wrote on my bed (don't ask).
This flashback has resulted in the birth of my modern diary.  This blog from me to you.  It's for those who are stumbling their way through life and at 20something have a lot of life experience and sit back and wonder why me?  For those that still consider themselves young, with plenty of time ahead to figure it all out.  For those of that are just getting their feet wet...