I've got Skinny's bird, Cracker, and he's on my shoulder as I'm typing. He's a pretty chill bird. He keeps pecking at the back of my neck and I swear... goosebumps...
Anyway, I've been doing well. My boy's are going to come home tomorrow and I'm really excited. My mom is really pissed because she found out that I've been spending my money rather than saving it... but the Rich Dad Poor Dad people say you shouldn't be saving (wtf?) rather, you should be spending.
Truthfully, I've never really had money before. I've always been trying to purchase a horse or something of the sort, and its like now that I can spend the money on myself, I'm being chewed out about it.
I understand about saving. It makes a lot of sense. I just don't like to. I like the finer things in life. I like having a couple of bucks to allow me to feel good about myself. But it's just not possible.
*sigh* this is the last bit of money that I'm gonna have to spend... and I'm spending it on someone other than myself.
Bummer.
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