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honey nut cheerios for dinner. helloooo poverty.

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by , 31st May 2010 at 07:47 PM (2020 Views)
Just a word of warning: the first few months after you graduate college SUCK. Your parents cut you off and you have to start making your own way and you send of resumes to potential employers and just wait and wait and wait and wait...and usually hear no response or bad response in return. It is hard as hell to get on your feet in the real world.

I am so tired of being poor. I can't remember the last time I had a decent, nutritious meal that I did not have to freeload off of someone.

Basically I hang around my fiance's parents on the weekends and just hope and pray they'll invite me to dinner. " Oh, no, I couldn't...well okay, if you insist." That whole schtick.

I'm not starving or anything, I just have to prioritize. Like, if I have to take my dog to the vet or something, then it's cool but I have to eat Ramen for the next three days. I do not, however, have any furniture in my apartment except for a bed and a bean bag chair. It...kind of sucks.

I just miss having stability and an actual house and the money to have a real, homecooked meal every night. Not pop tarts. Again.

In August I'll finally be able to start work. Things will be better then. I just have to hang on for a couple more months.

At least I have Toby to keep me company.

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  1. Blackjack Gabbiani's Avatar
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    Your parents suck then. Seriously, I'll never as long as I live understand why parents feel the need to shove kids out of the nest at some arbitrary point, especially without proper training.
  2. Evil Raichu's Avatar
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    Well, my dad hasn't TOTALLY cut me off. If I call him and say "I need money to eat, I ran out" or "I need money to take Toby to the vet, I can't afford it by myself", then he sends me money to help me out. But I usually have to talk to him for a very long time about "how the job search is going". It's not so much being forced, but being Strongly Encouraged to Stop Asking For Money and Get A Job. ^^; Which, yeah, now that I type it out, I guess it is forced. Haha. But they wouldn't leave me to starve in the street or anything.


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