Ok, where to start...
I guess, first off, I'm slightly confused by this, since my account is back up due to me noticing an email several days ago saying that someone want to reactivate my account. I said "sure, why not" and now I'm back.
I suppose next is the obvious "oh hey, you're not in Seattle anymore/you're back in Alaska". That is true. "But," you say, "didn't you say you hated it up there and were happy to leave?" Yes. Very much. And I still am not fond of this place up here. What I am fond of, though, are the people. When I came back up here, it was because my friends were up here. I like my friends. Well, except for one, who went sour, turned into a bit of a pedo, and started acting the all-around nutter. Basically, as awesome and as fun as the Seattle area was, it's not worth all that much if you can't share it with the people you want to share it with. That and the absolutely hopeless job market there.
Which brings me to my next point: I am dumb and have no job. For starters, picking the very beginning of one of the biggest economic downturns in recent history to move to a new location without a job already lined up = brilliance. Then there was how I burned my proverbial bridges when I left here, which now shows up on background checks and is, well, a non-starter for a lot of employers. Combine the two and things turn just peachy.
I've been thinking about going back to college and actually getting a degree this time. The problem is, the University of Alaska system hates me. NOTE TO NEW COLLEGE STUDENTS: Ok, you know that little voice that says "hey, I've moved out of my parents' house (and potentially far, far away), so now there's nobody here to make me go to my classes"? Don't listen to it. In fact, tell it to shut the fuck up. Maybe kick it in the genitals. Because you know what? That makes you fail. And when you fail, you get put on (double secret) probation and when you fail some more, that means you get dropped from degree programs and lose scholarships (if you had any) and makes you ineligible for student aid. Which means you can't get that sweet FAFSA money and student loans. So if, say, you decide a few years later to go back to the same school, they might do things like make you complete a certain number of credit hours before letting you back in to a degree program and be eligible for all that monetary assistance that tends to be needed for paying for everything in the first place. Which means you won't be able to pay for the things you need to do to be able to get the things you need to pay for things in some horrible educational deth circle. Yeah, I would have been up to and past my eyeballs in student loan debt, but I'd be taking classes and not so stressed about not having a job and, you know, fairly happy.
Oh well. I did get a coffee maker and coffee to make in it from my friends for my birthday. That's actually pretty awesome, since I was making due with the single tea bag-like things and/or instant stuff, as nobody else in the house here actually drinks coffee. Having actual real coffee again is superbigfuntime.
Hmm. Well, I suppose that's the short version of everything. Going to stop there otherwise I'll just start rambling. I can make fantastic omelets now. Ok, now I'm done.
I guess, first off, I'm slightly confused by this, since my account is back up due to me noticing an email several days ago saying that someone want to reactivate my account. I said "sure, why not" and now I'm back.
I suppose next is the obvious "oh hey, you're not in Seattle anymore/you're back in Alaska". That is true. "But," you say, "didn't you say you hated it up there and were happy to leave?" Yes. Very much. And I still am not fond of this place up here. What I am fond of, though, are the people. When I came back up here, it was because my friends were up here. I like my friends. Well, except for one, who went sour, turned into a bit of a pedo, and started acting the all-around nutter. Basically, as awesome and as fun as the Seattle area was, it's not worth all that much if you can't share it with the people you want to share it with. That and the absolutely hopeless job market there.
Which brings me to my next point: I am dumb and have no job. For starters, picking the very beginning of one of the biggest economic downturns in recent history to move to a new location without a job already lined up = brilliance. Then there was how I burned my proverbial bridges when I left here, which now shows up on background checks and is, well, a non-starter for a lot of employers. Combine the two and things turn just peachy.
I've been thinking about going back to college and actually getting a degree this time. The problem is, the University of Alaska system hates me. NOTE TO NEW COLLEGE STUDENTS: Ok, you know that little voice that says "hey, I've moved out of my parents' house (and potentially far, far away), so now there's nobody here to make me go to my classes"? Don't listen to it. In fact, tell it to shut the fuck up. Maybe kick it in the genitals. Because you know what? That makes you fail. And when you fail, you get put on (double secret) probation and when you fail some more, that means you get dropped from degree programs and lose scholarships (if you had any) and makes you ineligible for student aid. Which means you can't get that sweet FAFSA money and student loans. So if, say, you decide a few years later to go back to the same school, they might do things like make you complete a certain number of credit hours before letting you back in to a degree program and be eligible for all that monetary assistance that tends to be needed for paying for everything in the first place. Which means you won't be able to pay for the things you need to do to be able to get the things you need to pay for things in some horrible educational deth circle. Yeah, I would have been up to and past my eyeballs in student loan debt, but I'd be taking classes and not so stressed about not having a job and, you know, fairly happy.
Oh well. I did get a coffee maker and coffee to make in it from my friends for my birthday. That's actually pretty awesome, since I was making due with the single tea bag-like things and/or instant stuff, as nobody else in the house here actually drinks coffee. Having actual real coffee again is superbigfuntime.
Hmm. Well, I suppose that's the short version of everything. Going to stop there otherwise I'll just start rambling. I can make fantastic omelets now. Ok, now I'm done.