Chop me up and throw my pieces in a bath full of Piranas
I really wished that the first moment I had free to blog was supposed to anounce something happy like how me and my artist friend Svetla managed to get so much done with the comic book, or how the post office isn't really stealing my packages of books (thank god for that), or how good I feel with my job although I hate my collegues and such, but no all I get to report is yet another tsunami on my family's financial life.
We have multiple debts to one bank and three credits we are supposed to pay plus the most recent 1000 dollar debts for the new PC monitor and my literature classes, which I really needed for the exams otherwise I would have been a gonner, but come to think about it I feel guilty. Now the new bank we applied for a loan has said no, due to the other bank loan we are still paying off and the fact that we are labeled as "irregular", whatever that means.
Good news is that I can pay for the half of it, mainly for my tutoring and well the bad news is that my sallary for both months July and August will go for it. My mom is on the brink of a psychological and emotional crisis and well we are applying for a credit card in order to payy off the latter part of the debt. After this we will be having trouble only dealing with monthly payments, but what worries me is that we end up in this position every year. Every year happens so that we need to loan money around 3000$ or levas, which is our currency, but with the dollar falling it's practically the same. My father knows nothing about loans and the likes, because if that happens we get screwed, cause he likes to psychologically make you feel worthless for not bringing enough money. Seeing your mother cry is not something you would like to see, especially when you witness how her boss, a blond bimbo neurotic, degrades her ever day.
Is it normal for an 18 year old boy to lie about 90% of his and his mother's day and feel like 58, because I feel tremendously old. It's not whinning, just a constatation. If my life is beginning right now and I feel old, then I don't think that I will get must zest to live it.
Just to make a point, we have a pre-teen little girl, who in two years will be a teen and with education and demands getting bigger I can't see what will happen to help change matters for the best. I am thinking of selling my liver on the black market, which despite being a bad joke, sounds like a great idea to end the financial disasters, when they strike. Of course it wouldn't be bad to heek up with a nice young billionare, who will love me eternally and help us out occassionally.
*sigh*
We have multiple debts to one bank and three credits we are supposed to pay plus the most recent 1000 dollar debts for the new PC monitor and my literature classes, which I really needed for the exams otherwise I would have been a gonner, but come to think about it I feel guilty. Now the new bank we applied for a loan has said no, due to the other bank loan we are still paying off and the fact that we are labeled as "irregular", whatever that means.
Good news is that I can pay for the half of it, mainly for my tutoring and well the bad news is that my sallary for both months July and August will go for it. My mom is on the brink of a psychological and emotional crisis and well we are applying for a credit card in order to payy off the latter part of the debt. After this we will be having trouble only dealing with monthly payments, but what worries me is that we end up in this position every year. Every year happens so that we need to loan money around 3000$ or levas, which is our currency, but with the dollar falling it's practically the same. My father knows nothing about loans and the likes, because if that happens we get screwed, cause he likes to psychologically make you feel worthless for not bringing enough money. Seeing your mother cry is not something you would like to see, especially when you witness how her boss, a blond bimbo neurotic, degrades her ever day.
Is it normal for an 18 year old boy to lie about 90% of his and his mother's day and feel like 58, because I feel tremendously old. It's not whinning, just a constatation. If my life is beginning right now and I feel old, then I don't think that I will get must zest to live it.
Just to make a point, we have a pre-teen little girl, who in two years will be a teen and with education and demands getting bigger I can't see what will happen to help change matters for the best. I am thinking of selling my liver on the black market, which despite being a bad joke, sounds like a great idea to end the financial disasters, when they strike. Of course it wouldn't be bad to heek up with a nice young billionare, who will love me eternally and help us out occassionally.
*sigh*