I got a pothead mama, got a cokehead dad.
I'm an ultramodern version of the American man.
I don't feel good, but don't feel bad.
Cause me you see, I'm nuthin
Ain't no republicrat, no demmican, they ain't nuthin in between.
I'm sick of people talking about American dreams -that's all gone.
Ain't nothin there for me cause me you see I'm nuthin.
I ain't left, I ain't right.
People say I'm wrong before I was born.
It was all gone.
Don't even make sense that I wrote this song.
Cause me you see I'm nuthin, I'm nuthin...
Don't want no big TV or no flashy garage, never would cut it in no corponate job.
People see me coming - they say look at that slob cause me you see
I'm an ultramodern version of the American man.
I don't feel good, but don't feel bad.
Cause me you see, I'm nuthin
Ain't no republicrat, no demmican, they ain't nuthin in between.
I'm sick of people talking about American dreams -that's all gone.
Ain't nothin there for me cause me you see I'm nuthin.
I ain't left, I ain't right.
People say I'm wrong before I was born.
It was all gone.
Don't even make sense that I wrote this song.
Cause me you see I'm nuthin, I'm nuthin...
Don't want no big TV or no flashy garage, never would cut it in no corponate job.
People see me coming - they say look at that slob cause me you see
Now in actuality I don’t have a pot head mama or a cokehead dead, although something tells me they experiment in their youth. These questions I’ve never asked but the facts are of no real concern to me. What does concern me that in present day I’m most definitely the modern version of the American man. A college graduate who dabbled in the professional field for about three years now but currently finds himself unemployed (by my own choosing) on a couch bed with monkey sheets(not by my own choosing).These monkeys taunt me nightly and have inspired me to dabble in the world of bloggers. Why not keep track the world of twenty something’s search for something better, if only so I can read it years from now.
Let’s get the first blog ever business out of the way; starting with what is relevant of course. I graduated from California State University Long Beach in 2008. I ran the five year track by choice. Graduating in four when you could extend to a fifth always blows my mind. Why end the once in a lifetime experience of undergrad early? I knew I had a good thing and held on. I reluctantly walked away on a hot summer day with a paper at that the time that seemed important but presently seems irreverent stating that I earned a degree in Political Science with a concentration on comparative world politics and minor in environmental science. Ultra modern liberal, get it now. Flashing forward I stepped into the work force with the world at my finger tips. I quickly found a salaried position at a small non-profit in San Diego, changing the world. From here I worked on Obama’s campaign for a couple months. After about a year I decided to throw caution to the wind quitting and running away to Los Angeles for no real good reason than I had a roommate opportunity with a bestie (now spell checks wants to change bestie to beastie, she was kind of a beast).
In Los Angeles I found minimal success getting part time positions at two different national organizations US Fund for UNICEF and The Trevor Project. After committing myself for about two years with neither position turning full time, I again decided to throw caution into the wind and leave these orgs behind. Bringing us to today, unemployed, monkey sheets, living off a obscenely large deposit from the tiniest studio a single man could find livable in West Hollywood, starting a blog to trace the steps of the post grad unemployed life style. Let’s start the journey…
· Step one – Apply myself moderately to finding another position within the nonprofit sector
· Step two – Apply myself to Graduate School process
· Step three - Find a new hobby
· Step four – Find new friends (Now I’m going to bold this one because I know no one in San Diego anymore, making this very important)
· Step five - Get er done
· Steps six through ten to be determined
· Step eleven – Blog about it (sober or not)
Oh yeah. I’m Justin 25/M/San Diego……..