why can’t money really grow on trees? cause i’d plant about ten of those suckers in my yard. it seems that with every passing day, i get more and more stressed out about my finances, and i’m only 19! i’ve been busting my back at the same job for over 2 years now and i have absolutely nothing to show for it. my bank account is nothing to be proud of and i certainly don’t have a secret stash at home in a shoe box.
so far this summer i have taken care of one major bump in the road: i’ve bought nearly every piece of furniture i’ll need for my apartment next year (i’m moving to Hattiesburg to go to USM for those who don’t know). i only have a few small things left in that area. but tuition still lurks in the shadows and while i’m almost positive my loan stuff will work out in the end, it’s no sure thing, seeing as it fell through once already and we’ve had to start over again (when i say we i mean my parents did it while i freaked out).
then there’s the apartment. my wonderful and spacious one-bedroom apartment right across the street from the university. in may it was “guaranteed to open up by august for you to move in”… july is merely days away and there’s still no word. but i guess i can’t expect anything other than for it to fall through, i’m used to it…
so let’s assume it works out. thats roughly 575 a month in rent, tack on another 100 for bills. i now need nearly 700 dollars a month to live. and we’ll just leave food out of the picture for now. but it’s not over. matthew doesn’t own a computer. of any sort. so i’ll just pull 700 dollars out of my butt for one of those, oh yea, no problem…….
it’s a headache. one day you’re impatiently waiting to get out of school and head off to “the real world”… the next, you’d give anything to go back to watching bugs and daffy on saturday morning
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June 26, 2007 at 10:13 pm
hooottttttiiiiiieeeeeee.