The number one reason for I'm starting a blog is that my friends are pretty tired of hearing about money, debt, 401ks, interest rates and overtime.  However, this is my life.  I need an outlet to keep myself on track to freedom from my debt.
I am 24 years old and live in New York City.  I graduated from a local private university with approximately $68,000 in student loan debt.  Even worse, I graduated with a Political Science bachelor's degree.  Worst still, I was not interested in teaching or publishing books. 
I had found choosing a major to be a difficult task.  I searched online for personality quizzes, asked friends, acquaintances and strangers; I read books and articles...and the main theme I heard was "What would you do if you didn't have to worry about money?" Ummmmm, well...no idea.  I didn't really want to "do" any one thing.  I just wanted to read about it.  So I did the next best thing.  I chose something I liked to read about and discuss.  For some reason, I thought Political Science far more practical than Sociology, Anthropology or Urban Studies.  I laughed when thinking about what jobs Sociology Majors could possibly obtain after graduation.  Social work! Ha! 
In addition, I didn't have to worry about money at that point.  I had work study!  I had paid internships!  I had a band scholarship!  These jobs generated $250 a month for food, entertainment and miscellaneous.  Money was no object!  So I majored in political science without a care in the world towards my financial future.
While I was in school, I paid little notice to my growing student loan balances.  I am thankful my mother kept all my loan information straight and filed away.  Otherwise, I would have had to do major research to find out what I owed and to where. 
In hindsight, I should have gone to a less expensive school, but if you know New York, you know that "upstate" consists of freezing, barren lands full of hippies, hicks and a SUNY school called Stone-eonta.  I couldn't bear to go up there.  I figured my private NYC college costs would be made up in great internships, job contacts and knowledge of the real estate and layout of the city I would most likely live in upon graduation.  In truth, I do not regret it.  I did get good internships and have a huge network of college friends who still live in and around the city.  I have a 1-thousand dollar-a-month one-bedroom sublet on the Upper West Side.  These things take some effort, people.
After I graduated in 2004, my mother and I looked over my loan information and realized with dread that I would owe $570 a month in payments. 
$17,000 in federal loans ($160/month) 
$5,500 in Sallie Mae private loans ($52/month) at 7% interest
$45,500 in another private student loan ($357/month) at 7.5% interest
At that point, we consolidated the federal loans for 30 years at 2.75% interest.  The federal payment went down to $82 dollars a month.  Still, I felt sick at the thought of huge payments over my head for 30 years. 
I then made a decision to pay them off as fast as possible.  I had to take the highest-paying job I could find.  I was nervous about finding any job, let alone one that would allow me to make large student loan payments.  I ended up taking a job as a secretary at a firm where overtime was not only allowed, but encouraged.  My starting salary was $35,000, more than any of my friends'.  Overtime was allowed after a probation period.  My best friend who worked there and I signed up for overtime every night. 
I found an apartment with a roommate in an outer borough paying $750 a month each. Utilities were also minimal.  It was a nice neighborhood with a nice landlord.  I had a boyfriend who lived in Manhattan so I could spend a good deal of time enjoying that part of the city as well.
That first year, I made mistakes and probably spent too much building up my business wardrobe and going out with friends.  However, I did work a lot and was able to pay rent, student loans and save money too.
In the next post, I will talk about getting into paying off my student loans and dealing with the struggles of my job.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
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