Romanticizing My Life: Entry 1
I can't say my life has been better but it hasn't been going downhill either. There are these ups and downs over the months but I managed it all. However, not in a way that I like because if I were to describe my life management like a soup, it would be called bland. See I am able to pass my exams and smile at the results but I wasn't able to celebrate it like how I imagined it to be. I want to celebrate this small achievement in a cafe, alone and enjoying my cake and milk tea, but I'm a college student who's in a budget and is barely getting through the week with her allowance so nevermind. Am I being ungrateful of the small things or I'm just mad that I can't buy the foods that I'm craving for? Hahaha, anyway this "life literature series" as I call it is for the purpose of romanticizing my life so I'm not gonna focus on this negativity but for sure it will be part of it like a complementary chocolate syrup on an ice cream.
People say that money can't buy happiness but I doubt that since my problems will all be solved by money alone. Right now I am brokenhearted over a guy I wrote about from months ago and I'm sad yes, but I would feel a lot better if I had money and it was easy to buy a plane ticket to Paris. I don't even know why the first city to come to my mind was Paris knowing that it's the the city of love and I'm loveless. I'm not totally loveless since I am now in the process of learning how to love myself, accepting my flaws, and highlighting my facial assets.
Also I may not hang out with my friends a lot due to financial constraints (ughhh, collegeee!) but I am really enjoying my own company. Though I am not a people person and is not a fan of going out, I admit I am a little jealous that they get to go out. Welp to make it clear, I am not jealous that they are out with their friends, I am jealous that they CAN go out. I mean I can, but I just won't because before you could even get to where you wanted to be, I gotta spend half of my week allowance for the fare alone so nah.
Oh gosh, I thought this is about romanticizing my life. Why is this ranting about being broke?
