Welcome to the Real World

Apparently the Real World is only your reality after you've dived into a mountain of debt. Well, here I am! And, lemme tell you, it's not all they say it is. It's worse. But, I really can't complain. My newly acquired debt was hardly optional, and while now money issues seem to have increased, at least a former stress has been alleviated.

My car broke down. Well, more accurately my brother's did. And, aftering investing in a carburator for my own vehicle, which did little good (as the real problem with the car is a mystery even to Dodge experts), I was stranded and forced to purchase something new.

Well, not new-new, but used-new. I took out a loan and everything. The payments aren't bad, but as my Mom said, "You've sold your soul. How do you feel?"

My response? "Like a prisoner, sentenced to five years."

The car is nice, considering. It's a 2002 Ford Escort; pretty shade of blue; excellent condition. The damage? $8000+. It'll be a while before I feel free. But, I'm refusing to stress about it. Honestly, it was all I could do. My brother's car was a nightmare even before it quit. My mysteriously-malfunctioning Dodge was... mysteriously malfunctioning. This is a good trade, methinks. Besides, better that my money goes into something worthwhile than a whole bunch of fast food runs. I'll stay thin.

Still, the Real World isn't much fun. It seems that the saying is very true: "The grass is always greener..." If only we could have figured that out before we grew up.