I think I’m a miser.
Can’t spend 20 dollars without wrecking myself for 3 days thinking about it.
I haven’t bought any new clothes for over 3 years now.
The last thing I bought was a wallet (a week ago), and the one before that was the shopping trip to Japan (Febuary).
I’m always a stickler for turning off the lights and air-conditioning in my house. Because it’s a waste of electricity and ultimately, money.
1200+ bucks for learning how to drive, and now I’m beating myself (and Dad) for not actually putting anything to the test.
I’m pissed 24/7 at you know who you are for splurging like a madwoman on clothes. And she still claims she’s not a big spender.
Decided to stop Japanese classes because I have to pay another 500 bucks. Despite the fact I love Japanese, money is always number 1.
If I did wind up working with a degree and the money becomes all mine, I think I really would wind up being a miser. Guilt is partially lifted from the fact that it’s my parents’ money, so any basic neccesities are justified. But if it was my money, I wouldn’t want to spend a dime of it.
No wonder I always borrow money from people.
