Aaaarrrrrggggg

Why is it that everytime I want to buy things, I have to get pangs of conscience about wildly spending money? Now I am thinking about saving money and not buying a motorcycle, or a rice cooker, or a table for my apartment (I eat on the floor), or other things. Damn it! My parents are winning the internal battle in my head, against the voice (my own) that is always telling me to do what I want with the money that I've earned. Although to be honest, I know it's the smart thing to do, particularly in this financial climate. I'm still young, but I feel old. Wtf

In other news, the achievement tests have been taking place since yesterday, finishing today. Right now I am watching two of my students watch me, while the third tries to memorize her lines. They tell me they are done, although I KNOW that as soon as they step on the stage, they will falter and make grave errors.

They are also fascinated by how quickly I type.