...and they say money can't buy happiness.
Money can't buy happiness. But what it CAN buy is
1. a car that's not 20 years old needing $2000 of repairs each year
2. tuition that keeps raising $500 each semester
3. jeans without holes in them
4. sushi every night
5. some vodka that's better than Smirnoff
6. music from amazon, so i don't have to steal it from lime wire (which i don't do anymore)
7. good movies, even though all the current releases are terrible
8. a house, so that I never have to pay rent to a crappy apartment
9. health insurance for my one kidney
10. car insurance
11. life insurance
12. home insurance
13. all the other kinds of insurance that people can no longer afford
13. decent electronics and a TV that has a screen bigger than 12x12
14. gas for a road trip
15. a fancy camera that isn't 3 years old
16. a badly needed laptop
17. a bunch of stray animals that need a home
NOW...doesn't having all that stuff kind of equate to an amount of happiness? If you say no, I don't believe you.
I don't have money. What I have is:
1. too many life lessons
2. 2 years of retail experience
3. 3 years of housekeeping experience
4. 3 associate's degrees
5. a semester and a half at SDSU
6. an unreliable car
7. bills I can barely pay
8. 12 hours a week at work
9. a boyfriend of 4 years, (who i feel doesn't want to marry me)
10. a passion to write and travel, and the means to do neither
11. an ability to strike up a conversation with anyone
12. the capability to communicate excellently in writing and in person
13. the knowledge of 3 years of Spanish (and unused talent ha!)
14. a million job applications on the record
15. no call backs and no breaks
NOW....will somebody PLEASE fricken hire me already?! my god. I'm not THAT terrible, am I?
anyway, now I feel better for getting that off my chest. employers might hate me, but at least all my teachers think I'm a good writer. I guess I'm not completely useless.
1. a car that's not 20 years old needing $2000 of repairs each year
2. tuition that keeps raising $500 each semester
3. jeans without holes in them
4. sushi every night
5. some vodka that's better than Smirnoff
6. music from amazon, so i don't have to steal it from lime wire (which i don't do anymore)
7. good movies, even though all the current releases are terrible
8. a house, so that I never have to pay rent to a crappy apartment
9. health insurance for my one kidney
10. car insurance
11. life insurance
12. home insurance
13. all the other kinds of insurance that people can no longer afford
13. decent electronics and a TV that has a screen bigger than 12x12
14. gas for a road trip
15. a fancy camera that isn't 3 years old
16. a badly needed laptop
17. a bunch of stray animals that need a home
NOW...doesn't having all that stuff kind of equate to an amount of happiness? If you say no, I don't believe you.
I don't have money. What I have is:
1. too many life lessons
2. 2 years of retail experience
3. 3 years of housekeeping experience
4. 3 associate's degrees
5. a semester and a half at SDSU
6. an unreliable car
7. bills I can barely pay
8. 12 hours a week at work
9. a boyfriend of 4 years, (who i feel doesn't want to marry me)
10. a passion to write and travel, and the means to do neither
11. an ability to strike up a conversation with anyone
12. the capability to communicate excellently in writing and in person
13. the knowledge of 3 years of Spanish (and unused talent ha!)
14. a million job applications on the record
15. no call backs and no breaks
NOW....will somebody PLEASE fricken hire me already?! my god. I'm not THAT terrible, am I?
anyway, now I feel better for getting that off my chest. employers might hate me, but at least all my teachers think I'm a good writer. I guess I'm not completely useless.
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