All of you know what I’m talking about. I’m not talking about just men. I’m talking about that one person who does that douchebag move.
Here’s an example:
You’re in class and the teacher says, “alright guys lets hold of the questions for a little bit until after because we’re kind of behind and we need to keep getting through the chapter. We could spend lots of time on one little detail, so let’s not do that right now”. Literally no less than 3 minutes after he says this, that guy raises his hand and asks a question.
2 things are absurd about this: 1. he could have #Googled that shit. and 2. it was not relevant to what we were talking about at the moment [granted I was somewhat lost but I’m pretty sure it was irrelevant]
Yea that guy SUCKS. So moral of the story, don’t be that guy. Don’t be that D-bag that who just has to go against the grain for no reason.
As you could probably guess, I just referenced Rihanna’s song “Cheers”
Now I’ve got to say, I’m not crazy about some of her songs, but Rhianna’s one bad bitch.
Very overrated, yes. But she has steadily given me something to bob my head to or sing in the shower. And for that, I am thankful.
I haven’t looked into who wrote the song itself and did the production, but that shit’s legit.
[speaking of legit, click here for some intense video footage and an opportunity to change someone’s life]
Besides all that, it’s a Monday and I’m ready I’m ready I’m ready. Woke up this morning in a great mood for some reason, but I’m not questioning it one bit, hell no. Indulging in the freakin glory of being able to walk around campus without a cup of coffee.
“Cheers to the freakin weekend. I drink to that.”
[I don’t own any rights to that photo, got it from here]
So here’s the deal,
I’m a student at #UMiami, so that means i’m either
#1 broke as hell
#2 rich as hell
Unfortunately for me, I fall under the category of BROKE AS HELL.
So when people don’t have money, they either
#1 steal/bum off others/ live off parents
#2 find a job
I’m trying to do number 2 and find a job but I’ve run into 2 particular problems.
#1 I’m not bilingual
#2 I don’t have “experience”
So let’s take #1, not bilingual.
I mean exactly what I say people, I’m not! And what sucks about this is the fact that I’m living in Miami therefore Cuba, and I don’t know enough Spanish to say I’m bilingual.
Would you rather me lie?
I mean I know enough to get by and everything but not FLUENT. More than half the jobs I’ve applied to require you to be bilingual aka FLUENT in both Spanish and English.
I’m no racist, hell, I’m Black. I’m just frustrated that the majority of jobs that I’m actually eligible to work at keep turning me down because I’m not fluent in Spanish. So to solve this particular problem, I’m going to speak Spanish more until eventually I can consider myself fluent.
Now problemo numero dos (ah, see, starting already) is that I don’t have “experience”. Now I say experience with quotes because it just depends on what kind of experience their looking for. I mean I have filed papers and what not for my mom a few summers ago and was a program manager for a company where people put on their own live internet Tv shows, and I worked for #BookXChange buying back books. But none of that matters when you’re applying for a job at CVS or a receptionist job. They want you to have specific experience as a receptionist. BUT I CAN’T GET EXPERIENCE AS A RECEPTIONIST IF NONE YOU HIRE ME!
So there you have it: my vicious cycle of crap. Quite annoying but I’m finding ways to get through it.
I guess mama is just going to have to take care of me for a little while longer…
Yes that’s exactly what this post is about.
My trivial decision of having both a Xanga and Blogger.
I’m in the process of converting literally everyone back to Xanga, so eventually I’ll just shut this one down. I know there’s a couple of you who creep on here every once in a while to read my rants and nonsense, so let’s move our anonymous relationship to