Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Growing up

Growing up I was always dependent on my parents. Not going to lie, I was spoiled. I never worked for anything. Finally, senior year I got a job at the Waynesville Cinema 8 and I thought I was a big shot. Now that I work 30 hours a week at Mama Jeans, I now realize 8 hours wasn't much to proud of.
Since, I've moved to Springfield this summer I have learned so much about myself. I've never even stayed two nights away from my parents so you can imagine how different it was to me to live in a totally different city then my parents. I love it but at the same time I miss how easy life was. I had it made. I now do my own laundry, cook my own food, wash my own dishes, make my own money, spend it on things I need, rather then get random things I just wanted from my mom, and even pay my own rent. It was awesome the first week. New place and new adventures, I loved it. But then the next couple of weeks rolled around and reality hit.
I struggled working because I wasn't used to having a job.
The money was the biggest change from High School where I had it made.
I can remember one instance where all the girls wanted to go to Panera Bread and I looked and was being really responsible (so I thought) and got the cheapest deal. The only problem was that I didn't balance my check book every time I used my debit and i over draw. My $7 meal ended up costing me $37 because i overdrew my account. That occasion made me even more broke then i was before I went out to eat. After that situation, I realised I needed to take the 20 seconds out of my day to write in my checkbook when i made a transaction. It's a simple task that is worth thirty dollars. I made the best of that situation though. I grew from it and now make responsible choices and I feel good about it.
Now I love my job and love being independent. I would feel bad living any other way. I don't like being spoiled. I'm honestly the biggest tightwad ever but that's what I need to do as a college student. I think everyone needs to spread there wings and broaden their horizon sometime and I'm thankful I did.

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