Thursday, June 7, 2007

Bloggers United

Blogging can help unite those who surf the internet with similar interest. By blogging they can share their thoughts by posting whatever they want and the people who read the post can freely write back. They can respond to blogs without holding back because chances are that they’re writing back to someone they don’t know. Out of the six billion people in the world a little over a billion have access to the internet. Out of those billion people some of them have to have things in common. From talking about politics to gaming and all in between there is something for everyone and by looking it up the right way everyone can find something that suit there interest and write about it. Blogging is all about writing to an audience to get responses, and to see how others feel about what the blogger talking about.

An example of how blogging can help to open up minds in on Blogging from EA Today. There they are talking about how women are becoming bigger gamers, even until the point that conference about women gaming coming up. It goes unnoticed how many women enjoyed games. The blog is short but she talks about getting to the conference and meeting some of the legendary female gamers. An interesting part was the responses that were made after the blog. There are always going to be people who are sexist towards video gaming. These comments came between two people. The guy talked about how the companies attract female customers. Basally he said that ladies only buy board games. The lady responded by saying since there is 38% of ladies playing gaming counsels that there must be some playing video games. In the last response the guy admitted that he was mad that girls had a game conference and that he wasn’t invited.

The gaming blog is a good example of how blogs can unite people with similar ideas as well as sway opinions. People can say whatever they want in responses. The guy who was responding to that blog sounds like an idiot. He gets his opinion sawed by a lady and he also emitted to a little jealously. I’m sure if he knew the lady that responded back he would not have said anything. In turn he didn’t hold back his feelings of women gamers.

Blogging helps see what others who are like you feel about what’s going on in the world. Over the internet you can express how you feel around people who are going through the same thing that you are going through as a citizen. On Gas Prices you can find people making comments about them. One thing that everyone has in common is that everyone has a problem with these gas prices. It’s relieving to see that people feel the same way that you do about things that affect your every day life. What is amazing is that it’s happening all over the world. People from Sweden have seen gas prices reach the equalvent of six U.S dollars. Its becoming a world wide problem and everyone is acknowledging it. People are in shock. As an anonymous writer put it, he said “ Are we getting to the point where people will have to change the driving habits to beat the system” because stats show that prices are going up but people are still buying gas at the same rate as they were when it was under 1.50. Another thing that was on this website was that these people are just like me. People trying to support themselves have one more thing to worry about. They’re outraged and by stating how they feel about gas prices they are catching the attention of others that are reading there blogs who feel the same way.

In the end you can see the blogging helps unite people with similar ideas and interest. With the internet being so easy to access it’s quickly becoming the best form of non-verbal communication. We can see people debate online about a certain subject. This was shown in the firs blog when the guy thought that a women’s gaming conference was a waste of time. He also thought that women gamers weren’t real gamers at all. The women disagreed and supported her position with facts. We also see that people blog to talk about things that affect them in everyday life. As we seen in the second and third blog about gas prices people have the same opinions. Everyone was saying when the gas prices are going to go down for good. There was lots of outrage and strong opinions about gas prices. It also seamed that the people’s opinions were about the same. Blogging is a beautiful world. I’m proud that I am a part of this world.

Money buying happiness

Does money really buy happiness? This is a mixed debate for this question so I went to . It lead me to a blog called Money Happiness (And More of It). The opinion that the author Jane Chin had was almost the same as everyone who thinks money can buy happiness. Something that she did different was use the physical aspect rather than the emotional aspect. Our opinions are different because I don’t believe that money can buy happiness. I would be naive to say that money doesn’t help one state of being, but I know it can’t make someone 100% happy.

In this blog Jane Chin is responding to another blog by Sarah Needleman called “Will earning more make you happier?” that can be found on At first she declares yes that money could make you happier depending on how you define happy. First she talks about her study of the income ranges in this web log from 20,000 to 90,000 dollars. From her personal experience when she was making 20,000 dollars she was still in graduate school. Then after graduate school she got up into the 90,000 dollar range. Chen said that she was relatively happier when making more money. She also stated that life in this money range wasn’t a walk in the park as she stated that there was more stress because she wasn’t quite satisfied with her career. Her stress went as far as to triggering episodes of depression. Going deeper into her blog she states that it is an illusion that high income is associated with good mood. Daniel Kahneman, a professor who studied how amounts of money affected people, studied the belief of money buying happiness. He stated and Chin confirmed that when pay raises increase that it only had a temporary effect on how it satisfies a person. Then happiness was drawn into three categories: not too happy, pretty happy, and very happy. The data collected from this study was that people who made more money were happier. Also she mentions that we measure happiness to our peers. In the end she tells us that happiness is ultimately what we define it.

Jane Chin is in titled to an opinion. She states that she been in every price range throughout her life so she knows what is going on. Since she lived in all price ranges, she knows how money affected her. With that she can assume how money affects everyone else. Chin uses facts and study results that she got from Daniel Kahneman’s research. She saw that how she felt was the same as how they felt when they were in that price range.

This blog had a lot of things that I didn’t like. First she said money would make you happy depending on how you define happy. Then she said that she wasn’t as happy when she got paid. Chin was going against her word by saying one thing and then saying the exact opposite later in the paper. I think that the worst part of this blog that she didn’t bring out the emotional part as much as it should have been. Money can’t make some happy like she said. Or like she kind of said since she had two different answers in one blog on one question. The study that she used from Daniel Kahneman sticks out by using money values to determine happiness. Any self respecting person knows money contributes to happiness. It can’t buy happiness, and by putting a money value on it takes away from how much I should consider it. Her stand point was from some one who is working and thinking about what is going to make her happy. So in saying that she said in the blog she is using the working persons prospective. In not looking at the big picture of the question money buying happiness Chin basically saying that the materialistic part is the only part people need to be happy.

In the end I believe that Jane Chin does write too much about the materialistic part of happiness. She talks about if a person who drives a Porsche is happier than a person who drives a Pontiac. There is little touch with the emotions of a human being. I do believe that a person who has money is happier than a person who is broke. I just don’t think that a person who just has money and nothing else will be a person in good shape. It is much more than that to the point that we may never understand what will make us happy. Even if we do find out what it is we may never achieve it.

the chase

It started at the beginning of the night when my friend Joe and I; two high school students that were on there way to college, were having a boring night. It was one of the last days that I was going to have my mother’s car so we were trying to find some enticement. Later that night we went to pick up my friend Greg and soon the enticement started. It went from giving up on the night to what we simply know as “the chase” through out a residential area. It seamed like the night went by fast while in memory it seamed to last forever.

It was the year 2006. My friend Joe and I were excited because graduation was around the corner. We had just got finished filling out our papers to go off to college. We tried to go to college together but his heart said Toledo as mine was shouting Ohio State. We were a little uptight during that day because we were arguing about where we should go to school. During this argument I tried to pursue him by saying “Ohio State has a good Business program.” He responded by saying “Forget that, I’m not going to a regional campus.” He went on saying “I thought you were going to have my back.” Then I ended by saying “Forget it, you can go where ever you want.” After tensions subsided we found ourselves getting bored. I had my mothers 2004 Buick Revandos, so we decided to go to the Richmond Town Mall in Richmond, Ohio. After entering the mall and doing a little window shopping we left the mall to go to his house to engage in some games of NBA Live.

We engaged in some games of NBA live. Since Joe and I were already in a in a bad mood, these games involved more shouting and stuff talking than usual. For example I would say “Buckets” after every point I scored. Then he would say “Forget that dude” after every time he would score on my best defender. A couple of hours had passed until I got a call from my friend Greg to pick him up from a more distant mall. So Joe and I finished our last game of NBA live and were off to Randall Park Mall.

On the way there the silence was like hearing a roach read an essay. We were both were still little mad over our College argument so Jay-Z was the only one in the car talking. Thirty minutes later Greg and a couple of his buddies hoped into the car and conservation resumed. We were talking about what we could do that night. There were the options of going to the movies, going to the club, and lastly going to house parity. The first option seamed at the time kind of gay. It wouldn’t look right to go into a movie with a bunch of dudes. The second option of going to the club was going to run over into the time I had to take my mothers car home. She said that the car had to be home by 12 o’clock. The club wasn’t going to let out until four o’clock so that option was out of the question.

What was the last option on our list quickly became the only option. We were on our way with a felling of uncertainty. Joe said “This doesn’t seam like a good idea.” The way that day was going something bad had to have happened to the house parity. As we pulled up we saw people leaving. When we asked why a couple of people answered “Five O shut the place down. I let out a loud “Fuck” and without wasting any time I put the car into drive and naturally rode away. All of our options were dead and it we figured that it was time to go home. Greg asked “Can we go to McDonalds.” And I was taking my anger out on everyone and I said “Whatever fat boy.” On our way home we went to mc Donald’s. As we were getting our orders we saw a couple of ladies pull up in a blue Honda accord.

We decided to try to try to talk to them. Conservation got started from car to car. Towards the end of the conversation I said to the driver of the car “Let me get your number.” She was like “Only if you catch me.” And then she blew me a kiss. I was not about to go chasing her but everyone in my car was telling me to chase her. I started barking like a dog in joking purpose as I switched the car from park to drive and headed the same way the Honda was going. The car started speeding up and that’s when the chased began. Down side streets we went. The rush of doing 45 down a neighborhood street made me feel alive. I had to worry about so many things like the threat of the cops too making sure that nothing hoped in my way. After a couple of turns the car in front of me came to a stop. I was able to keep up, and it was time to get that number.

The passengers asked a couple of my friends to get out the car. I shouted “Noooooooooo” but those walking hormones could help themselves. As they reached the Honda there was a little conservation. In ten seconds the sound of mission failed left in a big “Skirttttttttt”ing noise as the ladies hurried up to pull off. As fast as they tried to get in the car was about the same time that they were gone. We tried to hurry them up but when everyone got back into the car they were gone. The chase that seamed to have last forever was over.

On the way home there was light conservation about what had just happened. It was clear to everyone in the car that I was the best driver. Everyone who got out the car was getting grief from everyone who didn’t get out the car. The conversation ended with laughs and light jokes. After I dropped everyone off Joe and I talked about how our day went from boring to fun. “Its amazing how I was having such a bad day that it ends like this.” I replied “You and me both dude.” We let things go and we told each other that it don’t matter where we going to college as long as we go. It seamed that the chase was what we needed to lighten the mood. We were more open to going to places that we were more comfortable with that just going to places where we were both there.

In the end we didn’t realize how that day would stick with us. Every time that we bring up a fun moment the day of the chase comes up. After starting so boring the day ended with a high speed chase. That’s something that between us two that we will never forget.

Friday, June 1, 2007

Song cry

I love to listen to music. It brings me to a good mood all the time. Since there are some people who don’t like or understand rap music I will walk you through some Jay-z lyrics. For those who don’t know he is the greatest rapper living. This song is called Song Cry and he talks about a lady he use to love.

Good dudes - I know you love me like cooked food – who don’t like good old home cookin.Even though a nigga got move like a crook move- he always on the go and he’s got love for the special lady that he talking about in the songWe was together on the block since free lunchWe shoulda been together havin 4 Seasons brunch- I had free lunch back in the day. He is bacicaly saying that they should be tougher throughout the year. Throughout there lifeWe used to use umbrellas to face the bad weatherSo now we travel first class to change the forecast- she was there when he was broke, now he is rich and she is right there for now.Never in bunches, just me and youI loved your point of view cause you held no punches- he loved her real point of view. When its them 2 there are no intruptions and they can enjoy eachothers time.Still I left you for months on endIt's been months since I checked back in- its been a long time since they talked for reasons we don’t know yet.Well somewhere in a small town, somewhere lockin a mall downWoodgrain, four and change, Armor All'd down- he is some where getting a car. Thinking about his love. He is just describing his surroundings.I can understand why you want a divorce nowThough I can't let you know it, pride won't let me show it- he knows he been disrespecting her. Not showing enough attention and she has had it and doesn’t want to be with S.C anymore.Pretend to be heroic, that's just one to grow withBut deep inside a nigga so sick- he got too much pride to beg for forgiveness like most dudes including me. But on the inside all men need love too.

That’s just the first verse. I suggest you read the rest of the verses and even try to listen to the music. It may be a little different but there is a message in all music.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Why did I do It

Why Did you write about this subject?

I did pursuit of a good time at first because I was in need of a topic. I did my first paper and didn’t realize that I was on the wrong topic. I soon found out after my teacher told me. After I did my first paper I didn’t feel like rewriting the paper again. After thinking about it The Pursuit of a Good Time was the perfect topic for me to do. At that point I was need of a good time for a wile. School has been stressing me out and I felt if I talked about something that will put me in a better mood, then I will be in a better mood as I was writhing all of these papers. It was something that I related to as well. I’ve had a couple of good times in my life. It helped to write about something that I knew about.

I didn’t realize how much I would have write about this subject. If I had a chance to do it all over again I would. One thing that I feel that should have been different was that I thought we could write about what ever we want at that time. I could feel like writing about something else but nope I had to write about that subject. I wasn’t all for it in the beginning, and I’m still not in favor of it. Well it has been an ok experience, and it’s almost over. When it is over I’m not going to miss it.

Friday, May 18, 2007

5 things that represent a good time

I saw a blog a bout what some guy thought a good time was I was thinking about the last time I had a good time. As I was thinking I realized that it has been a wile since I had great time. So instead of going that far into my head I just thought of what bring great times to me. I came up to my top 5 and this is what I got.

Getting/ Wearing hats. There nothing like this feeling. The felling of getting new hats is the sweetest joys next to getting… well you know what the rest of the saying is. When I do get hats I get clothes, and I wear my hats with my clothes. I feel rejoiced and ready to live life again. When I get a new hat it’s a whole new beginning.
Partying. Planed or not as long as I’m in one dancing the night away with a little liquor in my system (Preferably some Grey Goose) it all good. I forget about all of life’s worries for that little moment in time I’m am having a good time.
Going to Cleveland. This one is hard. When I haven’t seen my family members in a wile it’s nice to be around them. I’m able to find out how things are going. I also get to see friends. As long as things are going well I’m doing well. If I’m up there too long it gets boring and I fell like doing something out the ordinary. That’s when I get in to the trouble.
Gaming. I love to play games. I never grew out of video games and I don’t plan on growing out of them. I haven’t been playing since school been in secession but when school gets out I will be wasting hours at a time in front of the T.V going through story lines or gaming online.
Watching Cavs, Browns, Buckeyes, and Indians games. I love basketball, football and even baseball. I am a home town kid as well so it all makes sense to me. It has become harder to be a Browns fan because they always do dumb things but they can’t be unlucky forever. Can they. Don’t answer that I don’t want to know.

That’s what symbolizes a good time to me. I try to have these times because it’s a stressful world. I’m in need of these times to keep me waiting to go on. These are the moments that are the rarest and the ones that we talk most about. So god if you reading thins please keep them coming for all of us.

Friday, May 11, 2007


“Nice weather were having.” From the campus of Newark Ohio to the Congestion of Columbus Ohio I hear how the weather is. When I’m at work and not getting into trouble I admire the weather from the inside as the sun makes its journey from the Atlantic to the Pacific. I feel good. I am happy and during these war sunny days I notice that people that I deal with feel the same way.

I always wondered why these type of days bring smiling faces and the rainy days don’t. For example I will be at work, and I find myself getting smarter and being more intolerant to asshole customers on raining days than on sunny days. When I think about a conflict between me and the customers I’ll think to myself on a sunny day that I could have made a scene with that customer and cussed her/him out. After thinking about it a little wile I chalk up being nice to the nice weather that’s outside. On a rainy day it’s a different story. I find myself being less tolerant to customers and getting calls form the main store that I just got a complaint. I might be thinking to my boss to f**k off but I keep that to myself just because I got bills to pay and I need a job to pay it with.

When I’m outside on a beautiful day my options open up. I like to work out so I could take my work out outside. On a bad day I forced to work out inside. That might make me not want to work out at all. When the weather is bad no one is out, but when the sun is out you see people having a good time. People doing what they enjoy and letting the good times roll.

Friday, May 4, 2007


I love hats. I have 27 hanging up on my wall. The worst part about that is that I lost about ten from things to misplacement to it actually getting stolen from me. Even when these things happen I will go to the store and get another hat. I do have rules on how my hats have to be. There are some that are not real. In other words if the hat doesn’t have 59/50 inside the hat I am not wearing it. There are some acceptations to the rule. For example I may wear rebook hats or Mitchell and Ness but for the most part I only where 59/50 on my head.

On a regular day I will think about hats. If I need a new one I will go to look at my wall and say in my head that I need a new hat. When these situations come up I usually know what I what to get. I will think about how much money I will need to get the hat. It is usually 27.48 which is a small price to pay for something so beautiful. Then I will be on my way. Out the house I fly to my car then I fly to the mall. It seams like an entirety to get there because I so anxious to get to the mall. In the blink of an eye I'm there and I go through the mall observing all of god’s creations. Soon I see big bold letters saying Lids and right then I know that the world could come to and end and I would even panic because I know lids is with me.

There is no better felling than to go to lids and give them my discount card and say something like “Let me get that all black Indians hat.” And it doesn’t end there. I am convinced that I’ve been put on this earth to give New Era employees a hard time. I then give them my second round of request and say please get me a hat from the back because I know that all display hats are the dirty hats. Afterwards when getting ready to ring out I’ll see another hat that I want to buy. It becomes one of those days that instead of spending 27.48 I’ll be spending 54.96. I don’t care it will be 54.96. Then I give them my credit card and then I am on my way.

I am on my way out and the things that I complain about don’t seam as important anymore. People that I get into small arguments in the near past are forgiven. When I get new hats life becomes that much more beautiful. Sometimes I think how can something so small as a hat make me feel this way. I never find out, but it doesn’t bother me. I’m feeling good and that’s all that matters.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Cavs game

He shoots it and it is good again. That’s what I like to hear, the best player in the world Lebron James is lighting it up again. The Cavs are playing together as a team and when that happens there is nobody in the NBA who can see them. As I am listening to the game I hear the fans shouting in joy about what the Cavs are doing. The only problem is that I am listening to what they are doing instead of seeing what they are doing.
It is a Wednesday morning and I am on my way to getting a pair of Cavs tickets for my brother and me. It’s a beautiful spring day down Euclid Avenue in Cleveland Ohio, the greatest city in the world. As I am on the way to the stadium I cant stop thinking about me being at the Cavs game, but soon as this thought pops into my head it starts to rain(that Cleveland weather is about as predictable as Whitney Houston going into rehab) so this had to be the beginning of a bad day. When I got to the stadium the person who I was suppose to get the tickets from waits until I get to the point of where we are suppose to meet to call and say that all the tickets are sold out. I was a little upset but that was just the beginning.
Hours passed and I figured that I will be able to watch the game on NBA T.V. So after a hard day of work I tune into NBA T.V to watch the game. I tune in early to see the pre game. I saw that they were in practice lines and I was getting pumped to watch the game. I went to the bathroom and as I was finishing up I heard a big scream. I ran out and to my surprise the Cavs game was blacked out. I was in shock but nothing to worry about I had an idea.
I told my brother to grab his car so we can go to a sports bar and watch it there. As soon as I was getting on my appeal was as soon as my mom was on her way to work with my car. To make matters worst she didn’t even leave her car keys. On that day I felt like I was walking under ladders all day. I didn’t even car anymore I gave up on trying to watch the game and decided to listen to the radio. It wasn’t like watching it but I the least the Cavs could have done was win there game. And that’s exactly what they did.

Friday, April 20, 2007

Birth of tha hustle

While I was in high school I would think about ways to get paid. Back then the best times was the times I was getting money. I would be in class and the teacher was teaching. Being around the same people for 180 day out of the whole year was bound to make your mind wonder off some times. As she was talking a thought came to my mind. Since I was working at a local grocery store I figured that I could find some goods to sell in school. That was the hardest step. The easiest step was what to sell. I knew that everyone in school were fens for chocolate so I figured that that’s what I needed to sell. That was the birth of my hustle.
I went to work later that day. I couldn’t work without thinking about how much money I could make. As the time passed I got more nervous. I was going to make my first purchase to stat up my business and I couldn’t help being excited. Hours passed and sweat dried up as I fished that day at work. The purchasing of my goods was here. I went to the candy aisle and went crazy. I had everything from starburst to M@Ms. Before I knew it I was up to 100 dollars in candy. I checked out and was on my way home.
Later that night I had a talk with my mom. She asked me what I was going to do if my business fell on its face. I had no answer. She was saying that I shouldn’t have purchases so much stuff. I went to sleep that night and dreamed that no one was buying my product. I just wasted 100 dollars and I had nothing to show for it. My alarm clock couldn’t some soon enough as I soon woke up. I took a shower and the whole nine and went to school that day not knowing what to expect.
The school bell rung to begin the day and I started out by telling everyone about my business. Everyone loved the idea of supporting me rather than the school. Soon they came by the flocks. Everybody from students to facility members want to buy things off of me. Twenty four hours later I sold out and made about 300 dollars that day. I was overjoyed and I knew that this moment I was going through was one of the best moments of my life.
I continued to sell candy but I never had a day like that again. I would still make about 50 dollars per day. The school started cracking down on me but they couldn’t put a complete stop to it. During that time I pursuit money and that was the good life to me. No one can ever take that away from me.

Friday, April 13, 2007

The good times

Good times have been unpredictable for as long as I can remember. They come around in a variety of ways. The most common ways that good times come around are hype nights and surprise nights. Planed times tend to come around more than surprise times. The times that are planed are usually fun but they usually never live up to the hype. Surprise nights are usually the best times.
Planed nights are nights that you want to be fun. During the day before these nights people buy new outfits. I usually go all out and get a hat that matches my brand new outfit. There always talk about what is going on that is suppose to be so fun. It seams every where you go the event is on everyone’s mind. Everything from Sports to Parting nights get blown up that when the event comes around is not as good as one expects. It is not true for all events. There are times where the event exceeds the hype, but usually that’s not the case.
Unplanned events are usually the best. It could be something as simple as a bored late night in a college dorm. If you are not bored by yourself it could be the makings of a fun time. Multiple things could get started. As a college student the wildest of things can happen. If you don’t plan it it’s almost always going to be better than expected. The unexpected is always what we as human beings always remember.
These kinds of times are unpredictable. The planed times could be fun. Most times you know that this time can be fun. There usually organized, and if something goes wrong there are always back up plans. As for unplanned times when things go wrong they usually are the worst things possible. That’s why I take the times as they come. You will never know what you will get.

Friday, April 6, 2007

Pursuit of a good time

I think that the pursuit of a good time is what keeps me going. Life is hard. Sometimes I find myself getting caught up in the darker moments of my days. I’m always worrying about the materialistic things. These things include school, work, and my well being. They are of course things that one should always be worried about, but not too much. So sometimes I need a good time to get my mind off these worries and to relax. The pursuit of a good time might include the pursuit of ladies, the pursuit of money, and pursuing a goal I’ve seat for myself.
For the pursuit of ladies I have a story that took place in my senior year of high school. It was a chase I had in my mother’s car. My friend and I had gotten into an argument earlier that day. After the chase our day got a lot better. It wasn’t anything dangerous. It was just a time that kept my mind off the future for a wile.
Money is something that is always worrying me. Everything I do in life seams to revolve around money. The thing is after I get it I can have a good time with it. I can buy almost any thing with it. After I use it I have find another way to get it. It may be the same way I got it the first time or I may have found another way to get it.
Another way I fell that good times will come around more often is if I reach goals that I set for myself. Some goals that I set are not as important to me later than when I originally seat them. Now that I’m in college the ultimate goal is to graduate with a degree in engineering. I know that this is what my life depends on. At times I get a little side tracked. The people that I’m always around give me extra motivation. There are things that happen during my days that also help me keep focused. For example I see others doing well and that makes me want to do well. I feel that if I can reach my goal I will a happier person. Soon the good times will come rolling in and I will overall be a happier person.
In the end the pursuit of a good time keeps me going. There are examples of people doing well that make me want to do the same way. Ladies as well as money keeps me going as well. If I can keep on going I feel that I can do anything. That to me will be the best time of all is when I prove I can.

Friday, March 30, 2007

Pursuit of money

Pursuit of Money
The pursuit of money makes alternates my everyday being. For the pursuit of money I do a lot of different things. In high school I use to sell candy. I go to college. My goal here is to learn what I need to get a good fun and paying job. Now I have a part time job at a gas station. In the end I do what I do to try to get paid.
In my high school days I wasn’t getting paid. That’s not a conscience because nobody I knew was getting money back then. In my 11 grade year I started driving and gas was expensive. My part time job wasn’t paying enough to support me. So what I started doing was selling candy. I would buy it for a cheap price from Sam’s club. Then I would go to school and sell it for twice the price. Everyone would buy from me because my prices were cheaper than the schools prices. On average I would make 25 dollars a day. As time went on my schoolmates would take my idea and try to use it. It didn’t matter because I was the originator and I would still make the most money. When graduation came it was time for college and I was hopping that I could do something similar to get money
I’m here in college to learn. I want to major in something and hopefully get a good job. There are others reasons that I am here. I want to enjoy myself as well as get to know new people. In the end I am shooting for that degree.
Since I know that getting that getting that degree is four to five years from now I now have a part time job at Meijers gas station. At the gas station I am a clerk. I help people get gas as well as other goods. I wouldn’t do that for free. I get paid a wealthy amount. It doesn’t pay for college but it does help me take care of my short term needs.
In the end my everyday living involves the pursuit of money. In the past I ran a business selling candy in high school. Now I go to college hopefully to get a degree and apply what I learned in the real world. I also have a part time job that helps me take care of my short term needs. The pursuit of money is what is running my world. In the end my only objective is to try to get paid.