As tax day quickly approaches, April 15th for all those who don't know, I find myself a little upset. No, not because it looks like I will be PAYING taxes this go around, but rather because I feel like we don't get taught the important things. For example, I have no clue how to file my taxes, what all the forms mean, what to include and what not. Another example, when I was applying for student loans, I didn't know what the best type was to get or what any of the fine print meant. I didn't slash kind of still don't understand what work-study is. I don't know anything about credit scores, besides that they all kind of a big deal.
I just don't know.
I see too many things as being practical things to know how to do or know about now, but especially in the future. When will I learn these things? Who will teach me? Will I be a lost soul forever trying to figure out these life details?
Sure, you would think a parent could teach you, but here's the thing: my parents don't know how to do these things! Who will I turn to? That is why I think that there should be a class that teaches you all of these practical tricks of the trade of life. Sure, it sounds boring, I think so to and I'm the one brainstorming it, but think of the things you could learn to do! So many tools of life can be taught in such a class, not fun tools, but useful. And another thing with this, is that I want to be able to be a resource to my (future) child when they're asking me for help or a resource other young people. Not everyone has someone like that and this is all information we should know.
All that is to say, I need some help doing my taxes so I will be going to H&R Block to pay them to do it, then I will probably have to pay on my taxes this year for some reason, unbeknownst to me. That is, unless this class is created rapidly or someone is willing/ready to assist me! :)
Monday, March 28, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Blueberries and a BlackBerry
I wish I could say that I had a productive day today, but rather it was filled with relaxation and peace of mind. While I should have worked a little harder on a few last minute assignments, my upcoming trip to Bellingham, the season finale of Greek, and my new BlackBerry preoccupied my overall thought process.
As I hung out in a house I once lived fulltime in, I couldn't help but feel like a guest. You know how when distant family members come over or friends visit from far away, you want to make them feel welcomed? You buy them food you know they like or that have a symbolic meaning in your relationship? That's what happened to me. I love frozen blueberries. They're my favorite of all snacks! When I got to this house on Saturday, frozen blueberries waited for me, welcoming me as a guest.
I watched the season finale of Greek, ate some blueberries, thought about my homework (then quickly stopped), and realized that I felt like a guest, because I am one. Aside from the fact that a have a room containing many things I need to get rid of, and then most of my grandmother's estate in the garage, this place is not my home; it hasn't been for many years. Not only that, but this is probably the last time I will be in this house for longer than a family gathering.
When I was setting up my new phone, going through all the authorization, information restoration, and blah blah blah, I thought, "Wow. Look how far I've come." In high school, I had a great paying job and my only expense was gas for my car. I spent money like it was going out of style. Now, I pay for insurance, gas, my phone bill, and most expensive: my education. Not to mention clothes, occasionally food, and anything else that might come my way. Through it all I've become more responsible, more empowered, more eloquent, and more of an adult.
It took frozen blueberries and a new BlackBerry for me to grasp where I am and who I am today.
As I hung out in a house I once lived fulltime in, I couldn't help but feel like a guest. You know how when distant family members come over or friends visit from far away, you want to make them feel welcomed? You buy them food you know they like or that have a symbolic meaning in your relationship? That's what happened to me. I love frozen blueberries. They're my favorite of all snacks! When I got to this house on Saturday, frozen blueberries waited for me, welcoming me as a guest.
I watched the season finale of Greek, ate some blueberries, thought about my homework (then quickly stopped), and realized that I felt like a guest, because I am one. Aside from the fact that a have a room containing many things I need to get rid of, and then most of my grandmother's estate in the garage, this place is not my home; it hasn't been for many years. Not only that, but this is probably the last time I will be in this house for longer than a family gathering.
When I was setting up my new phone, going through all the authorization, information restoration, and blah blah blah, I thought, "Wow. Look how far I've come." In high school, I had a great paying job and my only expense was gas for my car. I spent money like it was going out of style. Now, I pay for insurance, gas, my phone bill, and most expensive: my education. Not to mention clothes, occasionally food, and anything else that might come my way. Through it all I've become more responsible, more empowered, more eloquent, and more of an adult.
It took frozen blueberries and a new BlackBerry for me to grasp where I am and who I am today.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Hello
Let me start by saying hello and thank you. Though I am not extremely experienced in the blogging world, I hope to find a place of meaning here. Thank you for welcoming me to this new and exciting episode of my life! This isn't just a creative outlet, though it does work as that; this is learning and living through me, in my hometown. These are the thoughts, memories, and stories of Emerald Eyes in the Emerald City.
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