Showing posts with label Jerime. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jerime. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

Worth it, or not?

What do you think is a waste of money?
I personally think buying things for yourself is the best thing you can buy. And if you buy something for someone’s party, birthday, or even just to show your affection toward them. If Mother’s Day is coming up then you’re going to want to buy her a present, your grandma, and maybe your old lady. Same thing applies for your father and grandfather on Father’ Day.

A waste of money would be sending money to a non-profit organization, or an organization that helps kids in Africa.
You’re going to get nothing out of the whole situation, maybe you get a picture of the child that you are helping and their information, but they aren’t coming to your house and mowing your lawn, or washing your clothes so there’s no actual point to do that besides for being nice.

Another waste of money would be buying a bunch of food, and end up staring at it till it expires and then you throw it away and go buy the same thing and do it all over again!
Or if someone keeps asking you to borrow some money to them but they never end up paying you back and keep asking you to give them money and your too nice to say no. Not me though, if someone doesn’t pay me I make them pay in their clothes, entertainment, or anything I think is valuable.

Something else to spend your money on is a Lamborghini, or a big mansion and a beach house that you don’t use unless there’s a HUGE party that needs to be thrown. And maybe even a house boat next to your beach house so you live on land and the water. Some water ski’s and a jet boat.

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Immigration Letter

Hello mother, father. How are you? I’m doing alright; the city is taking a big toll on my life. People everywhere, lights going on and off at specific times, horses pulling people in boxes, the men direct the horse to wherever the people in the boxes want. They pay them once they reach their destination. It seems like a good way to make money, because people need to go somewhere all the time.

My life is crazy, my schedule is to work 6 days out of 7, working from the morning to late at night. I get so tired sometimes I get lost in the city on the way home. The women are exquisite. I might just find my wife here. I don’t understand most of the things people here say, so I mainly keep to myself. My boss is a real mean man, he doesn’t care whether I work for him or not, but I have to put up with him because I cant take the chance of losing my job, and not being able to provide your myself and still send money to you.

I’m proud of myself making money in a big city and staying strong in it. I’m appreciative towards the many opportunities that it is given to me. I knew coming to America would give me a chance at a good and better life. I want you to come out here and visit; I will try and get the money to have you come out here, so you can experience the life of New York City. The thing I don’t like is there are always snobby rich people who look down on me and the people who work at the shop. The streets are busy and hard to work through, but over all I do like living here I’m sorry that you have to here this, I know you want me home but the city is the best place for me now.