What are we working for?
So last night, I got to thinking about my student loans. "MAN! I have to pay it off." It has already been 7 months since my separation date which means the interest to the loans has been accruing since last month. FUCK. So, while in bed, I came to the solution that in order to stop my loans from ripping me off (i.e. interest) I'm gonna pay my $9,000 loan in full; one lump sum. DAMN. damndamndamn. This morning, I held the most amount of money I've EVER held in my life. $8,000 in $100 bills...$8,000 for 5 minutes...as I drove from one bank to another. $8,000!!!! Do you know how much money that is??? I know that it sounds like nothing compared to millions and billions of dollars, but seeing that amount in a stack in front of me was surreal. I was sad to watch it leave my hands as the teller from WaMu took it away and gave me a different piece of paper in return. One, which at face value, was worth nothing more than a penny.
For the past year I've worked and worked to save the amount that was in my bank account. My blood, sweat, and tear went into my account and for what? To give it away to some unknown person at the Direct Loan office who, probably doesn't care how hard someone else had worked to give them that money. If that money was still mine, I would put a down payment on a new car. OR fix the lights, brakes, or other feature of Ella (my beautiful Corolla, who truly IS an extension of me). OR buy my mom, sister and I a cruise for the summer. OR go see my sister in San Diego. OR fly to New York for a weekend? OR go to Europe for a month...Geez, $8,000. There are so many possiblities that I could've turned into reality but, not anymore...err, well, not in this moment. It'll all have to wait.
BUT MAN, EFFIN A.
...rant - to be continued...
For the past year I've worked and worked to save the amount that was in my bank account. My blood, sweat, and tear went into my account and for what? To give it away to some unknown person at the Direct Loan office who, probably doesn't care how hard someone else had worked to give them that money. If that money was still mine, I would put a down payment on a new car. OR fix the lights, brakes, or other feature of Ella (my beautiful Corolla, who truly IS an extension of me). OR buy my mom, sister and I a cruise for the summer. OR go see my sister in San Diego. OR fly to New York for a weekend? OR go to Europe for a month...Geez, $8,000. There are so many possiblities that I could've turned into reality but, not anymore...err, well, not in this moment. It'll all have to wait.
BUT MAN, EFFIN A.
...rant - to be continued...