(I told Peejo I'll be working on my paper but here I am blogging again tsk tsk tsk...)
Don't ask me about the Wall Street crisis. I was just speedreading through the latest issue of Time and started thinking about my financial status. It's not much I tell you. Not that I'll be filing for bankruptcy anytime soon, but now I'm bothered why there really isn't much in my bank account. What sucks is that I am no big spender (but I don't get paid a lot either) and it's been a practice to transfer all my salary in another account right after I withdraw from the payroll AND YET it never got out of this plateau huhuhu! I blame myself for getting this crappy insurance premium which sucks the life out of me every 3 months when I could have had saved up for a US trip already. It had been different then, WHEN I WAS STILL EARNING FOUR TIMES AS MUCH AS WHAT I'M EARNING NOW! Rats.
Sigh. The pains of being in the noblest profession on earth. I hope my mom and dad extends their pity on me and pay for my US trip this summer (hahahaha!)
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