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I won’t be updating this blog anymore. I need a fresh start. I was in a bad place when I began this blog so it holds bad memories for me.

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Update: Transfers & Travel

Okay guys. Sorry for the long break… again. I have been soooo busy. My classes this semester are more intense than I’m used to so I had to re-learn how to manage my time. I just couldn’t logically fit blogging in until I had my academics figured out. Anyway, this is an update post.

So, guess what?! I got accepted into the school I’ve been working on transferring to! I hadn’t made a post about it earlier because… well honestly I forgot to. I’m so excited to go there but can’t say why without giving to much info about what school it is.

Also, I have decided to do study abroad for Summer 2014. The trips I want to go on cost a LOT which is why it won’t be Summer 2013. I know I can get enough financial aid to go, but I just don’t want to rush it because I’ll just stress myself out. One of the programs is a 12-week internship in London. If I get into that program I will be SICK with excitement. That would be a dream come true for me! I plan on getting an internship this coming summer & fall so that my resume will be good enough for me to get the particular internship I want (E! Entertainment). If I don’t get into that program, I will be going to either Paris, Cannes, or Barcelona.

I’ve never been anywhere outside the country except for Mexico but that’s nowhere special in my opinion. Especially, since I went on a cruise so I was only actually in Mexico for a few hours before we left and headed back. And we only went to some beach owned by the US so.. yea.

Welp, that’s all for now folks. First big exam of the semester tomorrow so I’ll have a post on that and how sucky this semester at a tech college has been.

Breaking Expectations

Since I was a little girl, I knew I wanted to join a sorority when I grew up. I always thought it would be an NPHC (they’re historically black). I had never thought of any other options. I only have 2 sorority members in my family but both are in NPHCs. The idea of possibly joining an NPC had never crossed my mind.. until a year ago.

I attend an interest meeting for NPHC greeks last year. I was very excited to go, but when I got there I just didn’t feel like I fit in. When the time came to speak to the sorority girls I just felt like they were a bit closed off. I don’t know how to really explain it. I’m sure most of this was just perception. I’ve never gotten along with most Black girls unless they were seriously suburban. I just can’t relate.

Anyway, something came up where I wasn’t able to pledge anyway. Surprisingly I didn’t care. That should’ve been my first clue. My second clue was when my best friend asked me why I wanted to join the particular group I was interested in. I couldn’t give an answer except that my favorite teachers in school were in it.

I knew I would have to reconsider my choice. Still, I assumed I would choose another NPHC. I started doing research on the Greeks at my school an accidentally clicked the link for the NPC sororities. I decided, “Hey, I’m here. Why not read it”. The more I read the more I interested I became. I loved that you didn’t have to pick one particular sorority and single that one out before getting to experience what the girls of each sorority were like first. I loved the philanthropic endeavors each sorority was involved in. I loved how close they seemed. Their sisterhood seemed stronger than what I thought. So I decided that I would go against what people expected of me. Next year when I transfer back into a 4 year school, I will be Rushing for an NPC sorority.

I will admit I am very scared. I know that the black students on campus will give me a lot of flack. My family will probably use it as the basis of many jokes ( although they won’t be surprised. They already say I’m just a white girl with a tan). Most of all I’m scared the girls of the NPCs won’t he accepting of me. I live in Georgia and don’t know how much that aspect of the south has improved. I will just try to be myself. If they like me, great! If not, I guess I won’t be a sorority girl after all. But at least I will have tried.

McDonald’s: Home of the Disgruntled Worker (AKA me)

Around the end of May, I got a job at McDonald’s. It was my first long term job (my first job was seasonal) and I was excited to finally be making money. I should’ve known I would hate the job from the start.

I came in one day for orientation. It was just about an hour and all we did was watch videos. Well after that I didn’t hear back from them for 2 weeks. In fact, the only reason I got started with my training was that I called and asked why I hadn’t heard anything. Training was 3 hour shifts where I focused in different tasks each day. Unfortunately the managers at my job suck at staying on task so they had me doing other things than what I was assigned. For that reason, I trained 4 weeks instead of 2. I was so angry.

To make it worse, once I was done with training, I was only given 3 days a week to work instead if the five I was promised. Furthermore, even though I am scheduled to work 4 to midnight, I have still never worked later than 10. Most days, I am sent home at 8 because there are “too many people” (and they are STILL hiring). This means I only get 3 hours a day (I have a one hour break). So basically I have been working there about 2 months and STILL am making training pay. Yeaaaa… I can’t keep doing this. I am broke every month once I pay my car insurance and phone bill.

So, I have decided I shall take this no longer! I filled out a bunch of applications and am going in to all the places some time this week to follow up. Pray for me y’all! Mama needs a job!

They Wanna Take My Teeth!!!

My family has a history of “bad teeth”. I won’t go into details because everybody deserves for their medical issues to be private, but mine were horrible. My gums were swollen so bad, I couldn’t floss without my mouth bleeding profusely. Gross, I know.

Notice that was in past tense. Yesterday I went to the dentist and received some good and bad news. The bad news: my gums were infected and if left alone, my teeth would’ve fallen out within 5 months. Is it sad that my first thought was that my boyfriend would leave me? Whatever, I’m only 21. What do you expect? Anyway, the good news was if I went through some kind of procedure, my gums would be back to normal almost immediately. I was giving the option of scheduling another appointment for the procedure but given how ugly I would look without teeth, I decided to just get it over with. 

The procedure was fairly simple. The put some numbing gel all over my gums and then basically scraped at them for 45 minutes. It wasn’t too bad besides the part where water kept pouring out the corner of my mouth and I saw a little blood splatter on my dentist’s shirt (gross!). 

But alas, there was more bad news. My wisdom teeth have been growing in sideways. They point inward, which kinda makes me feel like one of those cool aliens on TV. I was told they’ve got to come out ASAP or they’ll start growing too close to my tongue. I have been trying to put off getting these babies pulled for a while. I knew they needed to go because they’ve been overly sore for a while but I’m so scared of the pain of getting them pulled. I know they’re going to hurt super bad.

So pray for me y’all! And if you don’t pray, cross your fingers and make lots of wishes! I don’t believe in wishes but anything helps, right?

Back to Business

Okay. So, I don’t know if you’ve noticed but the blog has been a bit.. well.. nonexistent for the past few months. Sorry about that guys. I was going through a LOT. Mainly a long bout of depression and anxiety issues brought on by my birth control. I already have a small anxiety problem but the birth control made it out of hand. On top of that, because I was depressed I wasn’t really doing anything blog-worthy. 

Last I posted, I believe I was an Exercise Science major. That quickly changed to Nursing. Exercise Science was never a passion of mine but I knew Physical Therapists made good money and so there ya go. Well then I realized how much schooling being a PT would take, so enter Nursing. Well, Nursing was never a passion either. Like physical therapy, it paid well and I could do it with a Bachelor’s. It seemed like it could be okay and I could settle for that right? WRONG!!

Good news, though. I did eventually figure it out. You see, during the past year, I have become OBSESSED with HGTV. Mainly the DIY shows and the ones where they take old run-sown homes and make them AH-MAZING. Then, in the past few months or so, I’ve become obsessed with actual DIY. I love it. The thought of spending $20 to make something that would normally be $200 excites my broke college student soul. So, talking to my mom one day I realized that this DIY thing actually WAS my passion. Finally, I had found it. Now, what to do with it.. Well, I have decided to start my own custom and repurposed furniture business. So, I’ve changed my major to Business Administration and am taking the leap of entrepreneurship.

I’m very excited about it. In fact as soon as I get my hands on $170 to get all the tools I need, I will be starting my first project (I’ll post details on that later). My first few projects will be for pieces to put around the house (we’re redecorating). I figure that should get me enough practice to make things to sell. Then I can begin selling on ETSY and go from there. I’m super excited and can’t wait to get my business off the ground. I’ll make sure to keep you guys updated.

Until next time,

Nigeria H.

 

Say Whaaatttt????

Today’s post will be a bit short as it is an update of my food stamp situation. Before I told you guys about my problem with getting the food stamps. Apparently I had to work 20 hours a week to get them because I’m in school (even though non-students don’t have to). Well I got a job and reapplied and guess what?!  Still no food stamps for me :/

Apparently, you have to be over 21 to qualify for food stamps without putting your parent’s info in. So I guess I can enlist in the army but I can’t eat. Crazy, huh?! I give up

Until next time readers! Write to you later!