Money is the Anthem of success...

[Shawn]

Well my thing is that I don't feel like I am where I ought to be. I'm 30, single, living with parents... Now I am wanting to go back to school. I feel like I might be a little too late, but maybe not. I feel like I am perhaps further away from being happy.

I do at times feel like I am a little out of touch with myself, seems to have happened after working so long and you don't get the time to really sit down in reflect and see and realize that more than 1/3 of my life has passed on... I pissed away about 10 years roughly not gaining much ground...smoking pot. I did finally get through college and got a degree but that's about all I have to show for it. Nothing else has changed. It is almost like I'm waiting on something but I know that I'm really waiting on myself.

Most the people of my uni was in the 25-35, don't know if its normal in the US, but here's our daily bread haha. btw, if you don't try anything you will not know nothing.

I know that sensation, I was like that since I realized that anybody at my age will take the reins from my life than my own self.

You have two options, to upgrade what you have, or try to find something else... and I'm talking about your degree.

I'm still living with parents too, but I took that as an advantage... I said I didn't spend more than 10% of my monthly salary, but obviously that would be not possible by living alone, I had comprehensive parents that didn't forced me to pay anything, because I was very clear with them about what I wanted to use my money... so the point is you have to take advantage of what you have, if you have a good charisma, use it. if it's good looking, use it too, if you have an smart mind, explote it!. the worst thing you can do is limiting yourself, and I learned that the hard way.

If you have a college degree, try to find the highest paid job judging by the skills you are supposed to have. (an example).

random comment: pot doesn't do any effect on me, and I'm talking literally, I think it can't cross my Blood–brain barrier, or maybe I can't metabolize it