Money matter/s

Woke up at 1 in the afternoon today (of course 5 hours after I was suppose to wake up!). Studied for an hour and that was it, I felt as if I had finished the quota for today. Now, after 7 hours of wasting time and having fun, I feel the desire to gain more knowledge about the subject (guilt conscious).

It is not time to study yet though. I have a major task at hand. Get dinner. Oh yeah? For all those who think this is not a major task, try fishing for food with no cash on you or any of your friends (from whom you can borrow without feeling ashamed that is). Life has become a joke. It’s like we all are characters in a play and we know that after the play is over we get on with our old usual lives; though this play seems to go on for eternity. Never before has money been the issue for any of us. It’s like being poor, literally! We do things only that are free, for example, go to college (hardly, agreed); roam around the university; watch movies on our laptops; etc.

To come to think of it, the situation around is just making us tougher (yes guys, it DOES have a brighter side). Money management and realizing and accepting the fact that everything you desire and demand for cant always be in your hands a moment later are merely two of the several advantages of our flat broke account condition. Well now we have stories to tell to our next generation (to which they are just going to roll their eyes and say “yeah yeah” or “whateva!”).

Don’t feel down guys (okay probably you are not, but u should understand that I am writing as a third person to myself too, so if u think it doesn’t concern you, it at least bothers me once in a while). Life’s about more than just money (ummm…ummm…). Okay, let me just argue with the ‘third person’ in me. Life revolves around money! Money is like hinges of a door, like wheels of a car, like lady of the family, like meat in a burger (ooh! I miss Mc Donalds now, after 3 years of despising it!). (Some might want to replace the word ‘money’ with ‘love’ in the above sentence =p) But money would come and go (rather go and come!) but what stays are these memories, we are gonna look back to these days after 5 years, 20 years, 50 years and laugh at how we skipped meals to collect money for a shirt, shoes, skirt or how we gave up the best looking dress in the world to have a carl’s jr meal =)