Problemas del dinero

Money, have mercy.

I've been thinking quite a bit lately about how I'm going to pay for school. I will have to take out student loans, which gives me a really, really dissatisfying taste in my mouth. It makes me pretty frustrated and, frankly, angry. It is the central pillar of stress in my life right now, always looming on the horizon. If my bank account was a pillar, school is going to be a storm which will knock the pillar down (and subsequently crush me underneath its weight). The pillar just isn't big enough to withstand the storm of expenses.

Which brings me to the thought that the storm's intensity continues to grow every year. Tuition, rent, books, all the stuff that students have to pay for. It is all just growing, and it is global warming's fault. Or the crappy economy. Or both. Or, really, when you get down to it, the fault of adults who are still children. Adults who make stupid mistakes and ruin lives at the national and international level. Or just evil adults who are trying to ruin people's lives. ISIS and warlords and stuff.

Mostly it's my own fault. I wish I could blame impending debt on others, but I should look at my own mistakes first: 1) Quitting my job for another, more terrible job (summer sales). 2) Not searching as vigorously as I should have for a job this Summer and last Summer. 3) Spending my time and money on random, unnecessary items. Point three is a lesser pecadillo of mine when compared to peers' poor spending habits; but still, spending adds up. 

So my lack of funding for an education, while not absolutely at a critical point (lots of students my age are covered in mounds of loan and credit card debt), is still bothersome and ominous. I don't like it, plain and simple. I wish I could change it. I wish I could have money. I wish to not worry about it; that would be prime.

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Such cruelty.