Knocking on Mr. Brain: Chapter 4

Random thought 10: friends

Mixing old friends with new ones
Usually I don’t like the idea on mixing since conversations are hard to pass through
I don’t like the idea also on having to lead the conversations, I hate thinking
Or making up to pass time
It would be a splendid sight seeing them together
Talking or exchanging jokes
Tired I guess it should be to whom should be


Random thought 11: money

I’m horrible in saving money
It’s just like they just poof away from me
Dead broke and there is no one I can run to
My roomies are complaining
Hell yeah the shit part is its true
It’s my fault for spending unnecessary
Screw money!


Random thought 12: make up

Seriously I can’t stop watching those video beauty blogs on youtube
Its like a part of me actually likes to try ahead and slabber my face with oil or powder
Honestly its quite fun doing stuff I dunno maybe some other side of me is like that
Hmmmm I don’t hate it, just its odd that I find these stuff interesting now
Of all the age group I’m under now hahaha but hey at least now I know
Hot pluck my furry eyebrows clean hehehe


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Money Talks

Technically, money isn’t important right? Right? This statement has been circling around my head for 3 days now. Seems like the twisted of unluckiness has visited me. Left me broke and well thinking of ways for survival due to my cravings. It’s basically my fault since I miscalculated some spenditures, left me hanging until Monday.

shiny coins not in my wallet

My biggest problem is still money. I don’t get it. Well I don’t have any job… yet but I keep on losing my way back into spending everything to what heart’s desire. It’s my 5th year living in a place where I studied. I stayed in a shared room with my brother and allowances are my soul surviving skill to this place. Without it, I’m dead.

My brain keeps on yelling why do we have to bargain something to get what we want?? Yes its bad to steal and this world would be chaotic if no rules were applied. The problem is that how come money goes away easily. Simple, its all man’s idea of luxury. I do have my own luxurious dreams in life. Even if *coughs* my parents are not into those things, their daughter is.

My parents are included in those dreams though; like sending them to a cruise trip to their anniversaries or bringing my dad to his favorite tennis championship games or giving my mom her favorite pair of jimmy choo sandals. My brother can afford his own dream luxury since he’s a very very thrifty person! I wish I would be one but hence thanks to my father, I kinda inherit my spending skills from him! I just wish I could repay them the fee they gave me just for education. Education is the only thing they ever supported so much. By saying that I will always have my father playing in my head saying those exact words. I guess I am trained to be like this. And yeah I do get second thoughts on asking from them or cheating from them… my evil self always stayed quite when it comes to these money talks. (I’m also a goody cookie you know!)

luxury living! ok i am being materialistic haha

What if I could get a job now? On what? I don’t like to be in a call center (proud ego) or work as a private nurse on night shifts (a friend invited me). Seriously I lack skills on my nursing area. Its been like almost a year and never did I step to a hospital or clinic. As for the pay, didn’t ask I rather keep my license protected instead of risking it! That reminds me, I have a poofy face on my license, waaah it’s like I had facial edema! (sorry I won’t show it to you *sticks tongue out*)

Back to the money business agenda, hmm my survival mode is on today since last week I was spending my ass of mainly on food! Hahai reminds me of the debts I own. I don’t want to give any details about it, all I know is that I must must find a way in repaying them! I know my dignity has somehow being like stab again but still I will pay them! T_T

Wishful thinking…

The only part I want to be in a reality is that I’ll stop complaining and get my ass off the chair. There are no shortcuts to life, or fast forwards either.

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