Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Um....I Need and Accoutant...

I need an accoutant.

Seriously.

No Joke.

My debt must end. I am like, TOO young to be in debt! Especially with credit cards (o.k, I only have one and it is not that bad). Now, I doubt that I have used up more than the 5000 limit I have, but, still, close to 1000 in such a short period of time, is enough for me. It is not 1000, but that is what I would like it to be by the time I leave London in 5 weeks.

I get to apprehensive about money-I hate it. I really do hate money. I hate how everything costs something...Jesus, is there nothing free in this world? I hate how college is SO freaking expensive....who ever thought learning would put young people in debt? And the thing is, we all sit around, my friends and I, randomly discussing out debt. Such frequent conversations go like this:

Me: Well, I am only about 25,000 in debt, at least when I leave this school
Friend 1: Pffftt, that is nothing! My ass owes 50,000
Me: (mouth hangs open)
Friend 2: Yeah, my debt is about that right now as well. I think I may have to commute next year
Me: (my mouth still gaping) Wow....

See, we are all abut 20-21. Why are sitting around talking like old women of about 50 talking about how we are in debt and will take FOREVER to get out. We are talking money making professions people, we are talking a english/ed. major, me the simple eng. major and my social work, turned sociology turned creative arts major friend. And NONE of her professions were gonna get her shit in terms of money.

My big fear (after being a nobody) is being a poor, homeless, living paycheck to paycheck nobody. :shrudders: there is NOTHING worse than that in the world. Yuck! Not only are you not important, but your ass is dumb poor! Now, that is bad!

I have always been "bad" with money. Not necessarily bad, just a bit "off" not a big fan of math, double check my arithmatics mercifully-and STILL end up adding wrong-yes, folks, it's THAT bad! I get apprehensive when I go to dinner with friends-because it means that we will have to split the dinner-and I simply cannot do arithmatic in my head...it makes my head hurt and the numbers jumble in my head....I wonder if there is a disorder for this. Hmmmm, I should google that....

Well, anyway, I always get the tab wrong, and cannot tell you what 15 % tip is that goes to the waiter out of a meal that cost 22 bucks (although, I know the way to do it-give me a pen and paper and PLEASE don't forget the calculator! My god...) so anyway, yeah, I SUCK at adding. But, give me a long word, and I'll spell it. Give me a 6 sentence paragraph and I'll deconstruct it and write a 10 page paper on it. Give me a word and I 'll tell you the meaning and 5 ways to use it in the sentence-and 5 other ways to construct the sentence. Just don't ask me to add or try to distinguish how much money you can save by buying two of something versus one for a lower price. And don't ask me what 16 plus 9 is.....unless I have pen and paper handy...ughh...I feel myself getting dizzy already. I was always slow when it came to math. And well...I still am!

Anyway, in light of my being broke, I im-ed my friend who I am going to Paris with, may 19th. I am convinced that I spent too much money in Italy (wtf for man? wtf for???) so now, I cannot do Paris.....well, she said she would cry and that monetarily it would be costly. She would have to pay 200 gbp extra per night....blah blah blah........whatever. The point it, it would be a pain in the ass to cancel now. I already paid the 300 bucks...and the deal sounds o.k 4 days, 3 nights in a hotel, tours included....breakfast as well. So really, we only will eat twice a day, so every day it will be about 10 euro for a meal at night...not bad! But then, you have to add in the attraction fees (Eiffel and what not) I am going to research all this online, b/c my ass is NOT going into further debt for this shit. I am not spending another sleepless night worrying about how I am going to pay off my credit card bills when I get home....what kind of job I am going to have.....how I hate having to go back to working at that bloody respite for the disabled-not that I hate the disabled-I love em, it was the employers that really annoyed me. But, I digress. I am constructing a budget dammitt-for Paris! The one I wrote for London (although very neat and commendable, I never kept too)

As soon as I have a moment and the interest to research and write it all down like a good little girl it will be all smiles.

I intend to marry someone who is into business...you know, fincance and management (not ec0nomics-those people are fucking weird!) I need someone who can do all the things I cannot with ease...all the boring shit like taxes, paying the bills (I can organize paying the bills however, and we can split money equally when paying them) and other crap like the mortgage and stuff. And perhaps give me little tutorials as to how to manage money properly and efficiently. And what will I do? Oh, I'll cook and clean and raise the blessed little kiddies. And turn horrible paragraphs into well written ones-of course!

(Btw, my mother's friend did say earlier today that she would sit with me over the summer and help me straighten everything out. Very nice, that woman is!)

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