The feeling that makes me want to work extra just to compensate for the money I spent. Guess I’ll be covering some extra shifts this week at the water park!

To work my ass off through college and to stride in every single course I have. I just have so much to gain if I succeed and absolutely everything to lose if I don’t. 

My aspirations for the next decade of my life:

  • Graduate college with a GPA of 3.5-4.0.
  • Participate in as many volunteer projects as I can.
  • Conduct research projects throughout the entirety of the time I spend in college.
  • Earn a 35 or higher (even though that’s a longshot) on my MCAT.
  • Get into an accredited medical school. Right now, I’m aiming for:
    1. Harvard 
    2. UPenn
    3. Johns Hopkins
    4. Drexel
    5. Columbia 
    6. UMDNJ  
  • Graduate from there and have enough financial stability to have the ability to pay for my brother to go through college so my parents can retire.

I’m just shooting for each individual goal as I progress forward.
ALL MOTIVATION. Let’s go.

I’m shaking. Staying up all night to work on this essay.
I finally caught a lucky break.

Society is a dingleberry in this butthole of a world we live in.

(Source: e-hizzle)

 1
16 Apr 12 at 7 pm
tags: Memoirs  prom  money 

Saving up for senior prom!

Considering the fact that:

  • I’m working on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. 
  • UMDNJ on Tuesday and Thursday.
  • An Anatomy quiz, test, and lab to do.
  • Blah.

I don’t normally work more than three days a week but I’ve got to save up for junior and senior prom!

 6
21 Jan 12 at 1 pm

Yum.

Yum.
 23
18 Jan 12 at 4 pm
tags: Work  job  money  people  thoughts 

Everytime.

Me: Oh darn, I have work today.
Everyone else: Omg, you have a job?
Everyone else: Where do you work?
Everyone else: Do you make good money?
Everyone else: Are they hiring?
Everyone else: Can you get me a job?
Everyone else: Can you hook me up with a job?
Me: Oh, the pressure.

fckyeahericho:

The first thing I’d do is put away enough money to pay for all of my college tuition + medical school tuition. Then, I’d probably buy my white on black Lexus LF-A and a giant mansion in California. 

Oh, and then I’d take Jess on a shopping spree. She deserves it. I’ve been making animal noises at her for the last hour.

 5
18 Feb 11 at 9 pm

Really, I’ve had enough of your bitching/whining/complaining. You obviously have no idea how good you have it. You never get what you fucking want? Mommy and Daddy buy you everything you ever want. They give you money, clothes, food, they’re even paying for your entire college bill. You even told me that they bought a house for you already? What the fuck is the matter with you. Your parents are phenomenal. So maybe they don’t let you out one night. Fucking deal with it.

You are one of the prime examples why I hate the world. You have so much, yet you don’t appreciate any of it. Your parents care too fucking much? You want freedom? Go survive in the real world. Go ahead. Honestly, I wish they’d make you leave their house for the shit you say about them. Your mother is not a cunt for making you stay home. How fucking dare you. If my daughter ever said any of that stuff behind my back, I would take away everything I ever gave to her. You don’t appreciate jack-shit. All you do is whine and complain.

Now that I think of it. That’s all you’ve ever done. I can’t believe I used to find you funny. I used to call you my friend. But now, everything that comes out of your mouth irritates me to the point where I have to set you straight. You cried because your “dream” college didn’t accept you? Quit your whining. ‘Cause my ass is going to wherever I can afford to go. Yeah, I have hopes and dreams but I’m also realistic.

And you also had the nerve to say that I’m “badder” than you? I know black people say someone’s “bad” to mean that they’re hot or good-looking, but you’re implying that I get fucked up on the weekends and do bad in school right? Wrong. Bitch, I get straight A’s, I’m drug-free, I pay for my own shit, I feed myself, I buy my own clothes, I wipe my own ass.

I really wanna meet your parents. And to just tell them that they’re two of the most finest people I’ve ever had the honor to meet.

And I really wanna see what happens to you when you grow up and mommy and daddy aren’t around to give you everything you want and baby you. Let’s see if you’ll even know how to pay the electric bill by yourself.

You know you’re bad when I’m angry to the point where I have to vent all my thoughts onto here. I hope that one day, you realize that you actually have it fucking great.

Your reality needs a checking.

Really, I’ve had enough of your bitching/whining/complaining. You obviously have no idea how good you have it. You never get what you fucking want? Mommy and Daddy buy you everything you ever want. They give you money, clothes, food, they’re even paying for your entire college bill. You even told me that they bought a house for you already? What the fuck is the matter with you. Your parents are phenomenal. So maybe they don’t let you out one night. Fucking deal with it. 
You are one of the prime examples why I hate the world. You have so much, yet you don’t appreciate any of it. Your parents care too fucking much? You want freedom? Go survive in the real world. Go ahead. Honestly, I wish they’d make you leave their house for the shit you say about them. Your mother is not a cunt for making you stay home. How fucking dare you. If my daughter ever said any of that stuff behind my back, I would take away everything I ever gave to her. You don’t appreciate jack-shit. All you do is whine and complain.
Now that I think of it. That’s all you’ve ever done. I can’t believe I used to find you funny. I used to call you my friend. But now, everything that comes out of your mouth irritates me to the point where I have to set you straight. You cried because your “dream” college didn’t accept you? Quit your whining. ‘Cause my ass is going to wherever I can afford to go. Yeah, I have hopes and dreams but I’m also realistic.
And you also had the nerve to say that I’m “badder” than you? I know black people say someone’s “bad” to mean that they’re hot or good-looking, but you’re implying that I get fucked up on the weekends and do bad in school right? Wrong. Bitch, I get straight A’s, I’m drug-free, I pay for my own shit, I feed myself, I buy my own clothes, I wipe my own ass.
I really wanna meet your parents. And to just tell them that they’re two of the most finest people I’ve ever had the honor to meet.
And I really wanna see what happens to you when you grow up and mommy and daddy aren’t around to give you everything you want and baby you. Let’s see if you’ll even know how to pay the electric bill by yourself.
You know you’re bad when I’m angry to the point where I have to vent all my thoughts onto here. I hope that one day, you realize that you actually have it fucking great.
Your reality needs a checking.

Has anyone realized how fucked up our world truly is.

The most well paying jobs are for the people who play sports, sing, and dance.
While the police and firefighters remain one of the lowest paying jobs in the nation.

Baseball contracts are usually multimillion dollar affairs, while the leader of our country makes less than a million dollars in his four year term.

People that work at McDonald’s complain about working at McDonald’s. But when you think about it, they make more money than the troops do overseas.

Around the world, kids are starving. A third of the people in this country are obese.

The only seemingly plausible way to have a good future is to get a good education and go to college. Paying for college is one of the highest-costing expenses a person will have in their lifetime.

Idk. It’s 1 o’clock in the morning and all of this popped in my head.