I need a sugar daddy
I can't believe it but it is the 3rd of December and I am already using my overdraft!
I don’t know how this happens. I mean, I’m not that extravagant with my life. I eat out a lot but that’s what happens when you don’t have time to shop or cook. And this summer I was on track to be out of debt...but here I am, in more debt than ever. I just hate it. I mean I always underestimate how much things will cost but I didn’t expect moving to be this bad.
I guess part of the problem is my ridiculous pride and poor self-control. I should just tell my friends that I can’t go out for breakfast/lunch/dinner with them cuz I can’t afford it, but I have a tough time with it, especially when it is so much more fun and convenient to go with them. My mom says that I should just invite people over and talk (or go to their place). Sounds lame. I wouldn’t want to just hang out and talk so I certainly can’t expect them too.
I know I am just awfulizing cuz I am cranky about being broke, but seriously. Will it never end?
It’s funny how being broke changes your attitudes towards everything. I feel so much more anxious and I have a hard time enjoying myself. And I am snappish, which no one likes. And I have to consciously remind myself that my friends don’t need nor want to hear about it all the time. I don’t’ much like being around me when I am broke. Which makes things worse, cuz being alone makes you dwell on things more. I know I will make it out, it’s just an aggravating climb.
Today in the player: Climb by Lifehouse.
Maybe I'm not as smart as I thought/As I come back down/Entertain the sun, Beg it to go on/Don't leave me all alone down here/'Cause I don't have a doubt/That I am without, A way out of this
I don’t know how this happens. I mean, I’m not that extravagant with my life. I eat out a lot but that’s what happens when you don’t have time to shop or cook. And this summer I was on track to be out of debt...but here I am, in more debt than ever. I just hate it. I mean I always underestimate how much things will cost but I didn’t expect moving to be this bad.
I guess part of the problem is my ridiculous pride and poor self-control. I should just tell my friends that I can’t go out for breakfast/lunch/dinner with them cuz I can’t afford it, but I have a tough time with it, especially when it is so much more fun and convenient to go with them. My mom says that I should just invite people over and talk (or go to their place). Sounds lame. I wouldn’t want to just hang out and talk so I certainly can’t expect them too.
I know I am just awfulizing cuz I am cranky about being broke, but seriously. Will it never end?
It’s funny how being broke changes your attitudes towards everything. I feel so much more anxious and I have a hard time enjoying myself. And I am snappish, which no one likes. And I have to consciously remind myself that my friends don’t need nor want to hear about it all the time. I don’t’ much like being around me when I am broke. Which makes things worse, cuz being alone makes you dwell on things more. I know I will make it out, it’s just an aggravating climb.
Today in the player: Climb by Lifehouse.
Maybe I'm not as smart as I thought/As I come back down/Entertain the sun, Beg it to go on/Don't leave me all alone down here/'Cause I don't have a doubt/That I am without, A way out of this
posted by Camel at 1:30 p.m.
3 Comments:
"It’s funny how being broke changes your attitudes towards everything"---I sure know how that feels! The feeling of negativity towards everything! I'm supposed to get paid today, so i guess the feeling of being broke is instantly going to disappear, HOPEFULLY!! I like your blog! A cocktail of emotions, just the way it's supposed to be!!
ta ta for now :*
Just thought u should know that...I didn't get paid yesterday, O THE HORROR! O THE PAIN!!
Feelin your pain...hang in there!
I celebrated my brokeness today by going for $2 burger and fries at a local pub, playing darts and watching the MTV tribute to Metallica...pretty lame Saturday night, but who's judging.
Just remember: our time will come!
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