Money... It helps us get the things we want... until we get a job. For quite a few people, money is easy to get by with but hard to get. For others, it's still hard to obtain but hard to get by with.
I'm the kind of person who is of the latter especially since I picked up a little hobby known as cosplay.
Now, I'm usually very sensible, and as a 21 year old, I'm kinda late into the whole cosplay scene. But I'm trying my best. The problem? Perception I suppose.
See, I earn just enough to get by, but I'm always broke. I'm always broke because I'm trying to get by and have some fun. HOWEVER, my mom sees it as I'm just playing with my v****a and can't commit to anything.
I've been in college for three years now, kiddos, and let me tell ya, it sucked a** because I ******** up. BUT I had fun. And that's kind of the point.
As of right now though, my mom is trying to get me to save for a car that is thousands of dollars out of my reach until I get this job with one of my associates degrees.
However, she doesn't think I'm going to do it. She thinks I'll move out with $11 an hour and just not have a car. Well, WRONG. I'm going to meet with her half way and save for a car and then leave when I am far more stable than a few dollars above minimum wage. The problem I have is that I didn't think society was going to put its dirty hand inside my home.
I didn't think my home would tell me, like the rest of the world, what I won't/can't do.
It's just suffocating, lets be honest. But you know what, I don't mind the strange grip around my neck telling me to grow up. The tighter it gets, the more I am myself.