Dear universe, I have decided to modify the request I put in back on the 5th of July when I told you that I need to make $1500 per day. I still have my $1500 per day goal, but I think I need to extend the timeframe by which I want to be making $1500 per day. For now, I think I need to focus on a goal of $500 per day. That was my original decision when I started thinking about forex trading as a money-making option. On July 2nd I made the statement that I need to make $2500 per week, and would like to go back to that figure for now if you please.

Again, I am not changing my mind about the $1500 per day; but I think I need to allow more time to build up to that amount and start with $500 per day for now. So my new request is that I need to make $500 per day, which is the equivalent of $2500 per week and I would like to make that trading forex starting Monday July 28th. I am pushing the date back from Monday July 21st because I need another week of practice.

So to recap, universe, starting Monday July 28th, I would like to finish each day Monday – Friday with $500 earned for the next few months then increase gradually until I am making $1500 per day, then continue to increase until I have made enough money to go out and make my mark on the world.

Dear Universe, I am starting to become doubtful that you understand English, so I am going to ask from you in French what I ask from you in English the other day. Of course I don’t speak French. That means I’ll have to use one of those online translators. Hopefully even if the translator messes up a word or two you’ll still get the gist of what I’m saying. Just in case you do, in fact, understand English, the gist of what I am going to ask you is this: I need to make $1500 per day. Now, I know the last time I put in a request I was asking for $2500 by a Thursday. That was last week. And days before that I was asking for $1500 by Monday. Now I’m asking for $1500 per day. And for someone who can barely manage to make $1500 per month, $1500 per day is a lot of money. It would mean I’d be making $30,000 per month assuming the $1500 per day only come Monday – Friday.

So you’re wondering, since I’ve been managing to survive on less than $30000 per year, what need would I have for $30,000 per month? Well, universe, I wonder, how do you decide who deserves comfort in life and who does not? Because there are people for whom $30,000 per month is a joke and I don’t see you trying to make them feel like they’re being greedy when they ask for $2.5 million dollars to sing at someone’s Bar Mitzvah for a couple of hours. But you want me to justify asking for $1500 per day.

Well, fine then. Here’s the deal. There are things I want to do in life that I can’t do without money. I want to make movies. I can’t do that without money. I want to open a dance studio and give free dance lessons to little girls who can’t afford to pay for lessons. I can’t do that without money. I want to start a mentoring program where women who rose above the stigma of teen pregnancy can mentor pregnant teenagers; and I want to start a program for poor teenage mothers who need help feeding and clothing their babies. I can’t do that without money. I want to start a program that aims to help girls and boys with low self esteem develop confidence and high self esteem. I can’t do that without money. I want to help my son realize his full potential in life. I can’t do that without money. I want to help anyone in my family who might need my help at any point. I can’t do that without money. And that’s only a small part of all the things I want to do universe, so, as you can see, $30,000 per month isn’t even enough. But at the very least it would be enough to start. So universe. Here it is in French:

Je dois faire $1500 par jour de sorte que je puisse commencer à poursuivre mes buts dans la vie. Je veux mettre sur pied une compagnie indépendante de film et faire des films. Je veux ouvrir un studio de danse et donner des leçons libres à de petites filles des pauvres familles qui ne peuvent pas se permettre des leçons de danse. Je veux commencer un programme de tutelle pour que les adolescentes enceintes mentored par les femmes qui ont surmonté le stigmate de la grossesse de l’adolescence et du succès réalisé dans la vie en dépit de la soi-disant chance. Je veux également commencer un programme pour aider les mères d’adolescent enceintes qui ont besoin de l’aide alimentant et vêtant leurs enfants. Je veux commencer un programme pour aider les jeunes avec le bas amour-propre. Sur une note plus personnelle, je veux aider mon fils à atteindre ses buts dans la vie. Je veux aider mon famille. Je veux aider mon mari à aider son famille. Et je veux à un pied d’étape de jour bientôt à l’intérieur d’un manoir de 10 chambres à coucher qui appartient à moi, au stand sur les planchers de bois dur brillants et à regard autour à un grand espace large, même si c’est l’espace vide, et sais que cette maison est la mienne, même si je meurs que le même jour, bien que, l’univers, je puisse plutôt vivre au moins six mois pour l’apprécier. Plus immédiatement univers, je veux dormir sur un lit confortable gentil pour un changement. J’ai dormi sur le plancher ou sur un matelas d’air depuis juillet 2005 pendant que vous savez. Peut-être vous pensez qu’est il ce qui je me mérite ne sais pas ; mais j’obtiens des maux et des douleurs toute l’heure. Mon mari obtient des maux et fait souffrir toute l’heure. Notre dos, dehors cou, nos épaules, tout blesse journalier. Je suis fatigué de lui univers. Je suis fatigué de tout le lui ; et je veux $1500 par jour venant à moi commençant le lundi 21 juillet 2008.

And translated back in English in case you don’t understand the French and do understand English but just never received my previous requests:

I need to make $1500 per day so that I can begin to pursue my goals in life. I want to start an Independent film company and make films. I want to open a dance studio and give free lessons to little girls from poor families who can’t afford dance lessons. I want to start a mentoring program for pregnant teenage girls to be mentored by women who overcame the stigma of teen pregnancy and achieved success in life despite the so-called odds. I also want to start a program to assist pregnant teenage mothers who need help feeding and clothing their children. I want to start a program to help young people with low self esteem. On a more personal note, I want to help my son achieve his goals in life. I want to help my family. I want to help my husband help his family. And I want to one day soon step foot inside a 10-bedroom mansion that belongs to me, to stand on gleaming hardwood floors and look around at a big wide space, even if it’s empty space, and know this house is mine, even if I die that same day, although, universe, I’d rather be able to live at least six months to enjoy it. More immediately universe, I want to sleep on a nice comfortable bed for a change. I’ve slept on the floor or on an air mattress since July 2005 as you know. Maybe you think it’s what I deserve I don’t know; but I’m getting aches and pains all the time. My husband is getting aches and pains all the time. Our back, out neck, our shoulders, everything hurts every day. I’m tired of it universe. I’m tired of all of it; and I want $1500 per day coming to me starting Monday July 21, 2008.

Dear Universe, I guess you think that just because I haven’t said anything about it I haven’t noticed that you failed, yet again, to deliver what I asked for. Monday came and went and you did not give me the $1500 I asked for. Why is that universe? Do you not like me? Because I was told all I had to do was ask for what I wanted and believe it was going to be given; and I asked and believed but I did not receive; so I am inclined to think you don’t like me universe. I’m inclined to think you intend to ensure that I never get what I want out of life whether it’s money or an honest husband who treats me with high regard and respect, or inspiration to write a best selling novel, a beach house, a 10-bedroom mansion, or just peace and joy even if I can’t have the money, the husband, the inspiration to write, the beach house or the mansion. No matter what I ask for you just never deliver.

But that’s okay. Maybe I just have to be persisitent; and maybe I’m just not asking for enough. So here I go again universe, asking you for $2500 by Thursday July 3rd 2008 at 12:00 noon Eastern Standard Time. Is that specific enough for you universe? Do you clearly understand what I want and when? $2500 by noon this coming Thursday.

Dear universe, it is 10:42PM Eastern Standard Time. I asked you to deliver $500 to me by 9PM Eastern Standard time and you failed to do so. Why? Loral Langemeier said you would deliver. Dr. Ben Johnson said you would deliver. Bill Harris said you would deliver. Bob Proctor and Jack Canfield said you would deliver. So how come you did not deliver universe? Is it that you don’t consider me deserving? Or did I not give you enough time? Very well then, I am giving you 2 additional days to work with. I am putting in my request again. This time I am changing it up to make it a new request. This time I want $1500 by Monday at 12 noon Eastern Standard time. And I am not going to try to explain why I want $1500 instead of $500 because to do that would be to buy into the idea that I shouldn’t want more money than I absolutely need at any given moment. It’s a ridiculous idea. How is it greedy for someone with $395 to their name to ask for $1500 just because they were only asking for $500 a few hours ago? Is that the real problem here universe? Are we poor people poor because we feel guilty to ask for more than what is needed to hand over to the bill collectors?

Why should I feel guilty for wanting to have money I can use frivolously if I so choose? Hell, universe, you don’t punish people with money. Far from it you keep rewarding them over and over with more money. But here I sit working from morning until night and you won’t even see to it that clients pay me when time comes for me to be paid.

Hey universe, my rent is due on Monday. Do you hear me universe? My rent is due on Monday. I need $1500 and I need it on Monday by 12 noon and I will not take no for an answer!

Dear Universe, I need $500 right now. Well, it doesn’t actually have to be right now but it does need to be today no later than 9PM Eastern Standard Time. It is my understanding that all I have to do is ask you for what I want and believe you will deliver; so I am asking for $500; and I will go watch Federer beat his opponent (don’t know who he’s playing really), and while marveling at how remarkable a man Federer must be to be in a position to have any woman in the world and to so openly love and adore a woman who hardly fits the image you’d expect a world class athlete to insist upon, I will believe without harboring a small doubt that you will deliver the $500 I have asked for. Roger Federer’s girlfriend Mirka is very cute by the way universe. She seems like a very nice girl and she and Roger make a great couple and I hope Roger doesn’t ever succumb to pressure from other men who like to say things like “he can have any woman in the world. Why would he choose her?” She’s a beautiful woman. She just doesn’t have the body of a Victoria’s Secret model so to idiots she’s not “hot” enough for a world class athlete. But what I am rambling on about that for? I need $500 today universe. I need much more than that really, but I’m giving you something small to work with for now as a test; so get to work.

This poem is an original work of the author of richbitchitch.com composed June 9th 2008 between the hours of 7:15 and 7:20PM. Not that you will want to copy as it’s hardly award winning, but just in case, please ask permission first. Copying without permission is forbidden.

If happiness is a house in Malibu
Money can buy happiness
If happiness is 500 pairs of Jimmy Choos
Money can buy happiness
If happiness is a New York City penthouse apartment
Money can buy happiness
If happiness is never again having to pay rent
Money can buy happiness
If happiness is owning beach front property
Money can buy happiness
If happiness is owing a Porsche or a Bentley
Money can buy happiness….

For a much more interesting money poem you should read How I Save Money — a money poem and a saving poem written by Gregory K

This poem is an original work of the author of richbitchitch.com composed June 8th 2008. Not that you will want to copy as it’s hardly award winning, but just in case, please ask permission first. Copying without permission is forbidden.

Nothing doing drinking tea money life a misery

Woman money grows on trees

In alternate realities

Wake up and smell your poverty

This money thing is killing me

Trading forex – currency exchange – it is a trillion dollar money market. The foreign exchange market involves the buying and selling of currency. It is big bank business and it has reached the retail level and is costing a lot of people money while making a great deal of money for others.