May 10 2008 was the date of my graduation from the prestigious Shaw Univeristy of Raleigh, North Carolina. For four years I threw myself headfirst into my studies and completed them, by acquiring my degree in Liberal Studies. I was a mass communication major but I decided I wanted a more diverse curriculum so I switched. To make a long story short I’m out here with this degree which, according to my well-meaning family, wasn’t the right degree to get. For making money I mean. Sure there’s things I can do with my Liberal Studies degree but, I could’ve studied English so I can teach or Law so I can be a Lawyer. If I would’ve studied these subjects maybe I would’ve been making more than my current O’Charley’s salary but, I didn’t want to. I studied philosophy and journalism because my passions were aroused but I’ve learned the inevitable lesson that upper escaholon five figure salaries trump earnest learning anyday.Maybe my post college funk has got me a bit delusional but I find the biggest, sense of dissapointment in the average nine to five. Not saying that a nine to five isn’t respectable, it’s just not for me.  Yes it’s hard explaining to your mother that inspiring work matters more than a fat pay check, but then again it’s hard rationalizing that sentiment when bills are due. The child in me feels lied to, like they hyped up a college education as the skeleton key to all doors of oppurtunity. That’s only partly true. The truth as I see it now is all degrees aren’t created equal and the only ones that truly matter are the ones that come with office space and dress codes. Now they tell me that If I really want to make it ,I need to get my masters.  I would love to further my education but I’m just not feeling it too much this time around. I would go for the enviroment, for the mental stimulation and the transferrence of  theories and point-of- views. I would go for the  comraderie and knowledge that can be found on a campus, but what will be the cost? I just ab