Well… we can't say we weren’t warned…
Wait.. what????
As someone who earns in pounds at the moment, I’m seriously
torn between bursting out crying or jumping for joy.
But seriously. What the absolute fuck!!
Things are terribly tough back home at this time and its
honestly heartbreaking. You speak to your folks back home and get this sense of
despondency about how things are turning out and get this feeling of dread all
over your chest. The worst part is that there’s only so much you can do about it.
Sending money regularly is the easy part but that’s all we can do right now.
Truth is, even with all the advantages of living in a saner
society, there’s still so much to be done, and a whole lot of financial ish to
get yourself settled properly in order to be able to help. My school year is
gradually coming to an end and the next stages are fast approaching… we need to
get visa status sorted out asap and that is no easy feat as well. The minimum
wage, 20 hour/week jobs can only be sufficient for sorting out bills and
maintaining a living right now, saving is difficult…and so on and so forth.
Mahn..I’m tired
But then, I remember whats going on back home and reflect on
how lucky I am. At the very least, we can even afford to send money home comfortably.
Last I checked, my weekly shift wage is equivalent to some people’s entire monthly
wage back home. Gaddemn.
May God save us.
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