Guh.
I hate money.
I'm sure if we had more of it I'd like it a little more. Or if I lived on my own and was paying for everything of mine maybe I'd appreciate it a little more. It's just that my mom knows I don't get paid much at this job, but she expects me to give her a really large chunk of my paycheck every two weeks. Then by the time the next paycheck comes around, I have about 5 dollars left in my account and I've somehow been rolling around on a quarter of a tank of gas for 6 days. The other day she gave me a bunch of crap about how she was completely financially independent when she was my age, and so I shouldn't be complaining (I don't know where she got that either, 'cause I was not even complaining). I told her that I could be financially independent right now, I'd just have to make some drastic lifestyle changes (i.e. dropping out of LMU, going to community college and taking night classes while I work full time, finding roomates and moving out). But I could do it, and it pissed me off that she thinks that I have no other choices in life but to be dependent on her. I think when I threatened to drop LMU and move out it scared her a little though, and she's eased off me a bit since then.
It just sucks though.
I wish money wasn't so important. I wish that we were a society that bartered and traded things like back in the gold ol' frontier type days.
'Cause I got a bunch of cool stuff that I could probably trade in for a good college education.
(But thats otherwise pretty much worth shit).
I'm sure if we had more of it I'd like it a little more. Or if I lived on my own and was paying for everything of mine maybe I'd appreciate it a little more. It's just that my mom knows I don't get paid much at this job, but she expects me to give her a really large chunk of my paycheck every two weeks. Then by the time the next paycheck comes around, I have about 5 dollars left in my account and I've somehow been rolling around on a quarter of a tank of gas for 6 days. The other day she gave me a bunch of crap about how she was completely financially independent when she was my age, and so I shouldn't be complaining (I don't know where she got that either, 'cause I was not even complaining). I told her that I could be financially independent right now, I'd just have to make some drastic lifestyle changes (i.e. dropping out of LMU, going to community college and taking night classes while I work full time, finding roomates and moving out). But I could do it, and it pissed me off that she thinks that I have no other choices in life but to be dependent on her. I think when I threatened to drop LMU and move out it scared her a little though, and she's eased off me a bit since then.
It just sucks though.
I wish money wasn't so important. I wish that we were a society that bartered and traded things like back in the gold ol' frontier type days.
'Cause I got a bunch of cool stuff that I could probably trade in for a good college education.
(But thats otherwise pretty much worth shit).