Bad Debts

Mom just texted a while ago. “Do not collect na the 5 pounds from Uncle Rizal.”

WHAT. Are you freaking kidding me? 5 pounds?!? Letting it go? Are you kidding me? I mean, seriously, are you KIDDING ME? Like, didn’t you guys remember that wretched Elizabeth Lasquite, who ran off with about 1000 dollars, since both of you lent her the money needed to help her get to the UK just about a year ago?

And with recession still knocking on everyone’s front doors, how can you throw 5 quid on the streets? This is menace. After I got tricked last week in paying an extra fiver as “tip”, I can’t take it anymore. I am making ultimate sacrifices just to breakeven. I take my 3 hour commute to work 4 days a week… I don’t eat out, I take bentos with me. I just deal with the garments that I brought from Manila. I don’t want to buy new ones because that would just mean -£. I really can’t believe how some people can manage to deplete their weekly salary, and they aren’t even renting. Oh God Mon, try to live here.

I mean, if people are soooo keen on just throwing away banknotes, then so be it.  Make sure to pay my rent and my monthly transport fare worth 448 pounds. That way, I can save up just to buy trench coats and an iPhone 4. Thanks guys ;)

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