Tipid Modes

As I've mentioned in my previous post, I'm broke. Technically, I'm not really "poor." I still get driven to work and home from work albeit with a broken down Tamaraw. I eat three meals a day. And I have a very comfortable bed to sleep in every night. But of course, you can't help but feel "poor" when you need to worry about daily grocery expenses, bills, and such instead of just enjoying your hard-earned cash for I don't know, some extremely superficial luxury, like a pedicure. Hahaha.

So recently, I've had a few cheap thrills to help me save up.

1. Bringing baon to work everyday.
   I usually buy my lunch at the mini food court in our building. Although my lunch usually costs around P60-P100, bringing food from my house is so much cheaper! Then since I got to save some money, I have some to spare for merienda (usually an P18 doughnut). Not bad.


2. Seeing my cupcakes in a magazine.
   Was thrilled to no end when I saw a guestbook entry on my Multiply about my cupcakes in the June issue of Real Living. Yay for free advertising!


3. Learning to do my own nails.
   I have a kit at home for manicures and pedicures. I think I got it from one of the events I've attended before. Up until the other night, I haven't used it. I bought a cheap bottle of cuticle remover (only P12 in Watsons!) and tried to give myself a pedicure. Tried out one of the bottles of polish I got from my boss's beauty stash. It's probably nowhere near professional but at least my nails look clean! (:

Hopefully, I don't clean up my bank account this time. (: Happy weekend!

Warming up

One of my many cheap thrills: seeing my Gmail theme change with the weather.

Not a cheap thrill (not even a thrill, at all!): having to pay for a car that I didn't even crash myself. Sigh. Parting with my money has been way too often these days!

Sunday Morning Rain Is (Tears Are) Falling

Sana hindi na lang naimbento ang pera. Yun lang.

Quarter life something

I am penniless. Or at least that will happen if I empty out my account. Because even if I get my money back, as my mother has kindly reminded, it'll be gone as long as it's in my wallet. I think that's why I keep my money in the bank and not withdraw everything like most people do.

It sucks.

You know, I wish I could give everything that my parents ask for from me. But what about me? I can't be the piggy bank that kept on giving. I can't. No matter how hard I try to be a good daughter and just give them money when they need it, I can't because my money doesn't seem to last. I've been working for almost three years now and I have squat. I've saved nothing. Just enough for the occasional trip, just enough for my food, just enough for a pair of shoes every six months (or even an entire year), just enough until the the next payday.

And people wonder why I'm so terrified of turning twenty-five. Duuuude, I'm twenty-five, still living with my parents with no savings. Tell me that's worth celebrating. Except for the part that I have my parents, I don't know what to celebrate. That I am in a position by default because my previous position was an "error?" That I am like in high school and my salary is like my allowance? That I really have no choice but to keep giving everything I have because I owe my parents everything?

I am not very hard to please, which is why I seem happy even with all of this crap. Because I do find a way to be happy. It's just that, I wish I didn't have to try so hard to keep myself happy.

So should I give the last of my money to pay for yet another one of the many bills that need to be paid right now? Because it's the "right" thing to do?