An uncharacteristically personal post.

[aliquisa]

As I'm writing nonfiction this term, almost exclusively, you'll find me, if you find me, learning to turn stuff I can't lie about into something interesting to read.

This?  Is not intended to be interesting.  Or fictional, or even creatively nonfictional.  This is simply the world as I see it, from the eyes of an art and English student as the

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[rikae311]

Amen to much of the rant

[aliquisa]

I'm putting together my applications, so ask me again in a few months and hopefully the answer will be different.

I'd pray, if I thought it would work.

On the (sort of) plus side, this morning I was reminded that not all pay-the-rent type jobs are as soul crushing as bartending or waitressing (both of which I've dealt with, neither of which I want to do again). "You wouldn't hate working at Barnes and Noble... It's not teaching, but it is book discounts..."

I'd just really, really like to prove to myself that the past four years weren't wasted by getting a job I couldn't have gotten without a degree.

I'm also, of course, mind bogglingly hormonal right now, so I'm just going to not think about it a bit and maybe do some of my illustration homework. How bad can life be when your homework is to draw/design forty human skulls by Wednesday?

[avatar_sitar]

I always remember what George Carlin said, "It's called the 'American Dream', because you have to be asleep to believe it".

I have the opposite problem, my family 'worries' because one of the reasons I'm going to architecture is for economic reasons. I like having dreams and goals, but I'm too much of a realist to not make too many.

It always reminds me of when my high school had one of those random 'success' speakers come in and one of the first things he said was, "Does everyone here want to be rich?"
To which everyone said yes of course, we're not rich kids, but I couldn't help but yelling, "I want to be able to eat!". I guess I wasn't very american there, whoops. :-p

To the latter part of your post, every time I run into people like that, I always have to ask them whatever happened to the Christians who threw roaring parties in churches and housed runaway slaves, women of any repute, and any stranger who needed a roof? Apparently jesus version 1.0 isn't descriminite friendly.

[aliquisa]

I'm totally with you on "I want to be able to eat."

I don't want to be rich.

I want to make enough money that my bills (which aren't ever outrageous anyway) are covered, that I can go grocery shopping once a week and get the good produce, that I can toss a few obscure things like tea into my cart without feeling guilty that I'm spending more money than strictly necessary, and that if I see a little kid in a toy store and his mom can't buy him something because there isn't enough money to go around, I can buy the toy and instruct a sales clerk to go give it to the kid.

I don't want to be rich, but I do want to be able to spend money without first pouring over a budget and taking a wild guess that no emergency is going to bankrupt me before my next paycheck.

[fsl]

It's odd, how often it is those who most vehemently claim to be Christian act the least like Jesus. Odd, and very disappointing.

I'm guessing they all missed Matthew 25:

41"Then he will say to those on his left, 'Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. 42For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, 43I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.'

44"They also will answer, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?'

45"He will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.'