Manifest Destiny

"I feel so sorry for your generation."

Why? Because yours is leaving us with a mess we will never dig ourselves out of?  Well don't feel sorry for us.  "Americans" have been nothing if not stubborn and persistent since it's inception.  We will keep calm, and carry on.  Oh, I guess that's only for the Brits.

We are resilient   We are young, able and willing. It's just that, well, some of you need to retire before we can even have a chance at a decent 9-5.  Ultimately, job creation is our new frontier.  More of my friends have been apart of start up companies that not only pave the way for new ideas but they also garner interest for job applications in a field that otherwise would not exist.

Chill Boomers

For example, Digital Roots (formerly 3CSI), was founded in 2009 and has quickly taken off.  This start up uses a program to monitor and respond to social media comments made for companies like Ford where they have an agreed upon account.  Honest to blog, all they did was take something simple and perfect it.  Sure, I can manipulate html but can I program? No.  But Digital Roots is all about vertically promoting the employees they train.  Now is Digital Roots the only start up in the state to have found success?  Certainly not.  What I am trying to portray is that we have our own brains.  We watch TV shows like 2 Broke Girls and get ideas in our heads that our twenties and thirties aren't meant to be spent behind the traditional office desk.  A one household income for us is just a distant dream.  We can work from home by selling items on the etsy and ebays of the world.  We create v-logs that turn viral: i.e. Jenna Marbles fabulous video on how to trick people into thinking your good looking and create income sitting on our asses and sponsors cling to our followers.

Moving On Up: Get Me the Heck Out Of Here

I've grown up in what could possibly be the worst era for a Kidult to develop in.  That being said, I'm still happy to have had such an advantage when it comes to technology because of the time I grew up in.

I lived in dorms for five years and in a sorority for one (absolutely horrible) year.  I'm used to being around people and keeping up appearances.  One thing I am over, not having MY own space.  In a world where Pinterest and Facebook dominate our lives, I've been feed so many organizational/decorating tips that I'm ready to branch out at try them myself.  The problem is that I don't have a space that actually belongs to me.

No, I'm not homeless.

I've begun my second year of apartment living. To put it simply, it sucks.

I live with my boyfriend ('nuf said).  He is a little piglet.  I can track his whereabouts based on the tell tale clues from the mess he left in his wake.  The thought has occurred to me that you can't train a lame horse but can you give them the proper spaces or visible direction to change its outlook?  I've been hopelessly looking for a home or condo for the last year and a half but have been unable to acquire any of the homes I've put offers in on for various reasons.  Today, I put an offer in on a condo in an area I wasn't even looking in originally.  This is partially due to desperation and you know, I hate paying $889 for a crappy condo when I know a mortgage payment on a piece of property larger than my 1,00 sq ft apartment would cost less if not the same (taxes and insurance included).

This condo has potential.  It is in the county I wanted.  It is in my price range.  It is conveniently located near my shopping haunts and my friends.

Why am I in such a rush to own this?
1.  Well, I've been moving around since I was seven and I'm ready to call some place my home.
2.  I have the money which puts me in a much better financial situation than my peers so why not?
3.  Nothing says keep you busy like trying out all the different things I've saved from pinterest
and most importantly 4.  It would be MINE!
Hello! Are we not called the Me Generation for nothing?  Owning a home would add to my identity in the same way trading up from a hoopty (yes, i did look up the spelling) to a lexus would increase my perceived social status.  In need this condo as much as the economy needs me to need this condo.

And So It Is

Afternoon,

As a 23 turning 24 year old kidult, I figure it was time for me to start a blog.  You know, those things that have food pictures and life hacks?  Of course by this time in my life, I have had many a blog/online journal.  I started with blurty, moved to xanga (many xangas) and ended up at livejournal where I now currently run my own personal online diary.

So what is this going to be about?

Dunno.

At this point, your guess is as good as mine but I am excited to make this work and to have an acceptable outlet for all my ranting.  For starters, I'm going to be posting once a week and the topics will likely be whatever my little brain desires.  I also want to start getting back into poetry for the sheer fact that I'm reluctant to read anything I composed between middle school and high school; I didn't write much of my own personal stuff once college essays started kicking my ass.