Life in Inventory

I'm doing a business accounting course :(
for those who are not Asian, mathematics lovers, and descendants of Albert Einstein, you know what I mean when I say I hate accounting. I mean I'm trying to learn, I"m trying to get better at it, I'm trying to understand what the fuck the professor writes on the board. But that's just it. I'm always in the trying stage! I mean when am I gonna get to the lightbulb-goes-off-in-the-brain stage??

Funny thing is though is I'm starting to kind of see my life in a Inventory format way. Even rating people as well.

For me it goes something like this. Scale of 1-10, 10 being good.
ASSETS:             
Personality.....8
Humour..........9
Ability to go from queek to chic....10
Work Ethic.............(can I give myself 100 on a scale of 10?
Total= 127


LIABILITY
Money........-100000(currently in negative dollars due to fucking school fees and having to eat occasionally)
Upkeep of Apperance......1
Smartness ..........1 (thanks to accounting goddammit)
Finding a good Career.......0
Total= -98000

TOTAL SCORE: 127- (-98000)= you're screwed

Shit I need to up my assets. Maybe if I add a toned ass or something I could get my plus income points...
Fucking kidding. Sorry I'm rambling. Just feeling like I need to rant. Back to the books :P