Besides being broken, this is what I am.

It is so much thrill when you finally get down to do some serious budgeting.

Citibank account – $5

UOB account -  $24

Considering the fact that I didn’t hit my insurance quota for this month, I am not getting any income from it for the next.

Which in turn, could be a good thing, cos that means I am not owing more money than I should.

Well, considering the fact that you can’t draw out if it’s not in 10s, I am so proud and thrill to announce that I have 20 bucks to survive till… God’s knows when.

Wheeee! I am so proud of myself. And it is so much fun to see how my bank account depleting so fast within a month.

It was pretty ouch when my Mum asked me to buy Minibean a baby chair(something I already have in mind) so she could sit in it and take semi-solids, and I just mumbled something along the lines of…  ‘Oh.. yeah, I will get one soon.’

Just when I thought it would give me perfect excuse to stay home and watch Grey’s, I have 2 days of compulsary training to go, which if I don’t, I would be made redundant.

I know I have money floating out there, but then it is always a bitch, and I feel utterly bad when I have to pressure those around me for bad debts.

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It has been another day of running around.

I only managed a single episode of CSI: NY before I went to sleep at 5+ am and then woke up at 10.30am for some work-related stuff.

Went down to Expo, then headed to collect a cheque. Met up with a banker at Marina Mandarin to open company account. Met up with a client… Went down to Sim Lim.. blarblarblar.

Eventful.

Stressful.

Keeping my fingers crossed for the days to come.

It either will make, or break me.

Yet, when I am so broken and broke, I think nothing would break me anymore.