15 Things I learned after college

It’s the Monday after Graduation Weekend!! A ton of my friends and former students are graduating from all kinds of programs, high schools, colleges, and graduate programs.

I am so proud.

I am very lucky to have graduated college, uh, a while ago and before going back to graduate school, I got to experience the real world for awhile. And no, I don’t mean the “I’m just working a part time while I study for [insert entrance exam to graduate program here] test so I can go to graduate school.”

When I finished undergrad I had ZERO intention of ever going back. So I jumped into the real world and was like, “HI! HERE I AM!”

Here are valuable things I learned after college:

1. You might not have a job in your field when you graduate. And if you don’t, it’s not the end of the world.

2. Even though you have a degree, you might have to work 2 (or more) jobs to make ends meet. This is also not the end of the world, but it can be really tiring.

3. You canNOT go 1:1 on bud lights and shots of fireball anymore. YOU. JUST. CAN’T.

4. Your bosses don’t care about how bad traffic was, how you’re having a bad hair day, or how your quads just could not fit in any of your slacks this morning. They only care about the money you’re wasting them by being late to work today. Leave the house early. Like, early, early.

5. Graduating from college makes you realize that, in real life, your friends are going to understand your need to take a damn nap on a Friday night instead of going to free drinks at Fred’s. Your very best friends will take a nap with you.

6. Most Some Friday nights are better spent on the couch with a book and a cup of coffee (the cheapest books come from goodwill. $0.25 for a best seller?! Best. News. Ever.).

7. Speaking of coffee, drink it. All the time. For the sake of everyone around you.

8. DO NOT pay your 6 month auto insurance all at one time on your credit card. Don’t. You’re not rich enough for that.

9. Guys suck. But you can also be really irritable and irascible. And wildly infuriating. Cut them some slack.

10. That being said: don’t put up with people’s bullshit either. They can’t bullshit a bullshitter. That’s not how things work around here.

11. Just like in college, Ramen is totally acceptable for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Now that you have a real job, drain the water out and sprinkle some parmesan cheese on it and eat it as a side next to chicken or something. You’re fancy now. (Also, dry ramen all crumbled up in scrambled eggs is incredible. Don’t think about it, just do it.)

12. I can almost guarantee that despite having a real job, you’re still broke. Sorry. 

13. It’s okay to change what you wanna be when you grow up. Change it every 5 years. Change it every year. Or don’t change it at all. 

14. Making questionable decisions about your love life happens. Learn from it and let it go. 

15. You don’t know what you’re actually doing with your life. That’s okay. Welcome to the club. No one else does, either.

And there you have it. Go out. Get drunk. Do stupid things. Do smart things. Learn to wake up at 7 am with a hangover to go your ass to work. Change your mind. Change your whole world.

Do shit! 
Congratulations, Class of 2014!

Daddy ain’t raise no fool

Father’s day!

I am super lucky to have not only a great mama, but an amazing daddy as well. And because today’s father’s day, it’s a good time to celebrate him!

I was like, 8. It was a wedding. I didn’t pick my dress. Don’t be judgemental.

Dear Daddy Carlos,

I already sent you a card in the mail, but you’ll read this before you get it (mainly because I had it ready to go and forgot that I needed stamps. And naturally it took me forever to get them. So the card will be late. Some things never change). Everyday I get older, I am more and more thankful for a dad like you.  

Growing up your daughter has been the best learning experience. You are the biggest believer of learning by doing. How do you figure out you shouldn’t touch a hot stove? Touch it.  My whole life, you never ever felt sorry for me. And it used to make me so mad! I would sit there and sulk about problems and life and you’d tell me, “well, quit pouting about it and do something about it.” You had so much faith in me to solve my own problems and you taught me to have faith in myself.

Dad and his take!

Thanks for always reminding me that nothing is ever boring, if you are bored than YOU, in fact, are boring. Thank you for teaching me that the grass is not greener on the other side, it’s green where you water it and that you are responsible for your own happiness. 

 Thanks for teaching me what a man should be and how a father and a husband should behave. Thank you for always making sure that I know that a real man opens doors, is respectful, and does everything he can do to get where he needs to go. 

Dad and my brother, Carlos III

Thanks for always encouraging me to learn everything I can about everything and read everything I can get my hands on. Thanks for teaching me how important it is to develop personal relationships with people and remember things about them. Thank you for teaching me the importance of working hard and earning what you get. It’s a concept lost on so many these days. 

Thanks for being instrumental in teaching me how to be a lady and do the things that ladies do. Thank you, also for making sure I never cut my baby hair and affirming that my curly hair is beautiful. Thank you for teaching me to do a handstand and a one-handed cartwheel. Greatest party tricks ever. 

From left: Daddy Carlos, Tio Leonel, Tio Romeo

Thanks for teaching me to be a tough girl, dig a hole, shoot a hog, throw a punch, skin a snake, cook a stew, grill a steak, and (maybe most importantly) dance. Thank you for not letting me wear makeup until I was 17. Because of you, I still don’t wear very much. I save money AND my skin still looks good. Thanks for passing down your awesome eye color even though your eyes get more and more green every year. 

Thanks for making me a strong girl. A girl who is capable of anything and believes in her abilities. Thanks for giving me the strength to have the drive and determination to do whatever it is that I could possibly want to do. Thank you for raising a woman that “no man can handle” 😉 Thanks for being such an amazing idol that I have trouble believing that any man could ever live up to you.

Most of all, thank you for being a dad and never my friend. You and mom both always said that you were my parents and that I have enough friends. Thank you for always making the difficult decisions to make me better and for sacrificing whatever you had to for your family. 

I love you con queso.

Baby Girl

From left: Little girl, Dad, Baby Girl

Also, if you’re in the Katy area, the Benefit for Randa Sixkiller is happening in LESS THAN ONE WEEK! On June 22, please make sure that you head out with the Sunday Funday crew and eat some grub to fight cancer! Head on out to Texas Borders where a percentage of your food purchase will count toward fundraising efforts.

If you can’t make it to Katy, please make sure you head to the Sunday Funday website and purchase a shirt! Purchases of shirts will go to benefit for Randa.

You+Me=US and other things I didn’t learn in school

Day 23 of #blogeverydayinMay challenge. Thanks to Jenni, I might not have anything left to write after May!

“Things you’ve learned that school won’t teach you.”

How to deal with heartbreak.
Maybe some of you learned this while you were actually in school, but I can say with a rather large amount of confidence that I didn’t learn this in Calculus. (even though you+me does, in fact, equal us)
I remember my first real breakup really well. And I was devastated. An unnatural level of devastated. 17 year old Ace was all like, “WHAT AM I GOING TO DO NOW? I LOVED HIM! I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT HIM!” Well, look at you now, 25 year old Ace. Breathin’ ‘n’ shit.

Me and my very first, real life, boyfriend. Don’t judge my outfit. I was on the damn dance team. Also, those are homecoming mums in the right picture. What? Your school didn’t walk around on homecoming day with flowers attached to 5 foot long ribbons on them? What kind of weirdo school did you go to?

You gotta be smarter than the shit you’re f*ckin’ with.
This one I learned directly from my friends. Whenever you’re dealing with a problem, you have to be smarter than the problem. You have to look at the entire thing, from all sides. You have to look at the short run and the long run and then determine your next move. You can’t live totally in the right now but you can’t live totally in the future. So you have you outsmart the problem always. And people who can outsmart the trouble usually find that trouble doesn’t find them often.

Stupid is as stupid does.
Big shoutout to Forrest Gump for the eloquent way to sum this one up. Basically, if you do stupid things, you are stupid. Point, blank, period. There’s no way to get around that one, chief. Yes, we all fudge up and do dumb things once in awhile and of course, you can redeem yourself. But if you do them, even for that moment, you are stupid. So quit that shit. Also, you cannot ever convince a stupid person that he or she is not stupid. You just can’t. You can try, but it’ll only result in you being frustrated and overwhelmed. The best you can do is smile, say, “you know what? You’re right” and then leave it to them to figure out that they’re dumb.

Of all the things that don’t really matter, family does.
Family matters. And not like the TV show. Growing up (and living 10 hours away from home) has made me realize just how important family really is. There’s no one who will quite understand your brand of crazy but your family. Probably because they’re the same brand of crazy as you.

You should know that the picture at the left is barely even an eighth of my family. Notice my grandma is laughing. I loved the way her laugh sounded. 

Mama Nancy, Daddy Carlos and Me. A family of characters.

Always stay friends with the people that knew you when you were awkward and ugly. This is how you know these people are your real friends.
If you had friends during your awkward middle and high school years, keep them. You know they’re your friends because they accepted you even when you were at your ugliest. Plus, by now, they probably have way too much on you to ever get rid of them legally.