Money, money, money.

Hey. Today I got another hundred bucks from my Dad, and I spent it over tuition fees. Man, nowadays money flow out of my pocket like nobody's business. I may still be young, but I. Am. Already. Broke. and believe it or not, it. is. legit.

Weird, yes. Why? Well, my mom topped up my June's allowance by a considerably massive amount, and still my dad had to sponsor some more somewhere in the middle of the month, cause I was the girl who was left with zero money. Annnnd today he gave me another 100, as what was told above.

Of course ladies and gentlemen, after tuition, I am once again broke.

But July's next Monday, so I should be getting my monthly allowance by this weekend, and I am seriously thinking of saving. If it's plausible.

It's peculiar for a form three to think of all this, but my parents are the kind that trust their children to make decisions for themselves. I have no problem with that, but they really should know that from this kind of raising method, I've now known a new term; which is

No money = No congruity.

Lulz k.

I needa get off and concentrate on the debate thing.

Ciao.

when school reappears

        So. I went to Germany and Holland for my semester break. It was tremendously fun! And I don't think I would like to ramble about the trip here, especially not after having to retell and reconstruct the same story about 4k times. Once school reopened, people keep coming and asking about my 'experiences' there, which meant that repetition was clearly needed. Excessive repetition, that is. 

        Now, eventhough school didn't welcome me with flowers arranged alongside a specially woven red carpet, it didn't exactly let me in without my worrying either. I shall reason this absurd statement with 'exam results'. Without further arguments, I shall proceed with the elaborations for my point.

         I, for one, can be stupid. And let's just say that some people out there refuse to accept that, which lead them to rummaging the peace of my soul by hurling words like 'berlagak', 'sombong' and stuff. Which, I do not interpret as a sense of annoyance, but as a motivator to keep irritating them by being more active. See?   'Tis a healthy thought. Lulz.

        And my next being-more-active-as-a-way-to-irritate-jealoushh-people-even-more step is a three-days camp, which I'll have to start being ready for. Needa get my garments packed. So adieu earthlings!