The Great Depression
The recent – no wait, the almost month-long money crunch is taking a toll on me. Not only has my incessant admittance of, “I have a spending problem”, not doing me any good but that it feels utterly pointless at the moment.
How bad is it, really?
Well, let me put it this way: this $2.70 meal of kopi and kaya toast (pictured at left) is a luxury.
Woah, am I being too transparent here with my financial status? Embarrassed as I am, I think this is a good way for me to come into grips with my money problem, this so-called financial transparency I’m creating here.
Trust me when I say though, that I’ve learned my lesson well. I truly wish I had set aside some money during the short course of three months of my being employed. I mean, at least I wouldn’t be as scared and depressed as I am now. Besides, just the knowledge of having some backup money would lift this burden off my chest.
But we learn the hard way, don’t we? I am definitely screwed over by my lack of control with regards to expenses. Still, I think I am being reasonable with my handling of money considering that moving countries of residence is costly. I am what they call, “in a period of transition”. So my being dead broke right now is not entirely appalling but something that’s just avoidable. And I could have *foreheadslap* avoided this.
Oh, the only thing good I see out of this is, I will definitely lose weight. Let the great depression begin.
