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?
King of States! 
Most importantly: which is your favorite red sauce joint?
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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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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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Twist my arm. Also, Fulop almost ran me over on a motorcycle the other day, so I have a bone to pick with him.
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The definition of being middle aged is when you’re faced with two temptations and you choose the one that’ll get you home quickest after.
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That is not making me feel any better about myself.
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Education is wasted on the young. Don’t quote me on that.
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When I think of the amount of knowledge I’ve forgotten… it’s staggering.
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http://thescaredone.wordpress.com/2014/10/10/one-lovely-blog-award/
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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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