It’s like 10,000 spoons, when all you need is a fifth of gin.

TERRIBLE IRONY: By the time you finish paying off your educational debt, you are too old to engage in drunken shenanigans on a weekend when you’re already exhausted from moving to a new apartment, and you settle for a nice dinner out at your favorite Jersey red sauce joint and a good milkshake. I mean, I like a milkshake as much as the next debt-free gal, but COME ON. Twenty-three-year-old me weeps.

Higher education: at what cost?

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    1. Because you have priorities, and that’s why I like you. It’s the red sauce joint of my childhood: Palumbo’s on route 9 in Old Bridge, New Jersey.

      I’m not sure what I love more: the fried calamari with spicy marinara, or the nostalgia.

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      1. Ah yes, childhood. The time before crushing school debt. Seriously, congrats! I think you should come out to our neighborhood red sauce joint to celebrate – even Mayor Fulop says he eats there. 🙂

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  1. I’ve been paying my debt back for the last 3+ years. Looking at another 20 billion years of debt repayments! Woot! 🙂 And STILL my school calls me to ask for money. Tch.

    Congrats on your debt-free status.

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