Excuse me while I wallow in self-pity for the next few minutes. I am distraught….worse than what I normally am. No, I mean it. This time it is serious. It isn’t one of those, ‘ My football team lost hence I want to die’ moments. This is a moment of true angst, pain and suffering.
There are folks here at my college who have been blessed enough to get timely financial breaks and have been able to fund the entire course on cash. Unlike yours truly who has been running around to get an education loan, which was finally approved last month. Cheers to me! Now, one might argue that I should have saved a lot and then gone on the trip. But then, my salary was so low, that even when I didn’t spend a penny during the great ‘CAT depression’, I still managed only a couple of grand savings. Truth remains that a major chunk has gone into Life insurance savings. Money for the generation that would follow. And believe me; they ain’t getting a cent….not even over my dead body. I intend to milk that life insurance account and go traveling with the to-be missus, who ever she is and not give a cent to the bloodline. Why must they reap the benefits while I sit here in college and suffer?
I am burning with jealousy right now. And am hoping that I win the lottery or something. It has been ages since my feet have seen foreign shores and looks like they might have to wait a little longer. Am hoping it isn’t too long though, or else I’m going to go really nuts. By the way, request everyone to start pooling in funds so that I may be able to go abroad for a week. I know everyone is going to have an awesome time there, while I’d probably be sitting at home in