Money...not enough of it.

I am lamenting the fact that I feel and am poor. I refuse to take money from my parents because they are coping with huge medical bills for my mum's treatment, of course I want the best for her and it is after all her own money (and my dad's) that she's spending...I told her not to worry about leaving any money behind for us, I just want her to have the best care now. I feel sad every time I think of the fact that I'm not earning enough money to pamper her now while she's here. When my earning power comes, I am afraid she will not be here any more. Hence it isn't justified for me to take a single cent from my parents when I should already be providing for them...

I am determined to make lots of money! Being poor feels terrible. Today I went to the doctor because I was down with flu, and the bill almost came up to 43. That's 3 bucks more than my allocated daily expenditure (1200/30 = 40/day), and this is without me saving a single cent! I had to tell the receptionist I didn't want my cough mixture and sore throat pills to bring the bill down to 33. Anyway, I really didn't feel like taking those medicine la.

But the bottomline is, I can't wait for the day I am earning lots of money, when I have money to lead the type of lifestyle I was leading before my mum fell ill and before loris left. Enough money to ensure my family can lead the same type of lifestyle I envision for myself. Enough money to help others who are poor too. Money money money!