So it turns out that the stereotypical broke college student is actually really common and easy to become. I now know what it's like to live on cup ramen and tap water. How did I fall into they typical college financial distress? I wasted my money the first semester on fripperies that's how.
I'd never gone out to a club before, but when I started my college education, it seemed to be what everyone was doing.
The first nights at the dorms I stayed in, uncomfortable with the thought of going out with complete strangers in an unfamiliar area. The same can't be said for nearly every last person in my building. At night I'd watch parades of girls in short dresses and high heels prance past my window as they headed for their cars and fun nights out on the town. My 3 suitemates were no exception. My roommate would assault me with nonstop questions about how she looked, what her hair looked like, how she should do her makeup, what shoes went with which dress, it was a nightmare for me. I also began feeling a tad bit inferior, with my one nice party dress and 2 pairs of high heels. After a few days observing the proper attire, I took the next chance I could to go to the mall to stock up on more "adult" clothing. I made the mistake of going with my roommate, who was a well kept, high maintenance, party bimbo with money from daddy and from her job working at Guess. Which is where she bought nearly all her clothes.
Anyways, going to the mall was a mistake because the mall in Boca is mad expensive. I bought new heels, dresses, jewelry, and other female nonsense. Annndddd then I was broke.
I wish I had wasted that money on food.
I don't even wear those dresses now.
Word of advice to all the girls heading to college, don't go shopping with your new college friend who had to bring an extra clothing rack just for party dresses and has over thirty pairs of designer heels. She's not a smart shopper, and she will rub off on you.
I'd never gone out to a club before, but when I started my college education, it seemed to be what everyone was doing.
The first nights at the dorms I stayed in, uncomfortable with the thought of going out with complete strangers in an unfamiliar area. The same can't be said for nearly every last person in my building. At night I'd watch parades of girls in short dresses and high heels prance past my window as they headed for their cars and fun nights out on the town. My 3 suitemates were no exception. My roommate would assault me with nonstop questions about how she looked, what her hair looked like, how she should do her makeup, what shoes went with which dress, it was a nightmare for me. I also began feeling a tad bit inferior, with my one nice party dress and 2 pairs of high heels. After a few days observing the proper attire, I took the next chance I could to go to the mall to stock up on more "adult" clothing. I made the mistake of going with my roommate, who was a well kept, high maintenance, party bimbo with money from daddy and from her job working at Guess. Which is where she bought nearly all her clothes.
Anyways, going to the mall was a mistake because the mall in Boca is mad expensive. I bought new heels, dresses, jewelry, and other female nonsense. Annndddd then I was broke.
I wish I had wasted that money on food.
I don't even wear those dresses now.
Word of advice to all the girls heading to college, don't go shopping with your new college friend who had to bring an extra clothing rack just for party dresses and has over thirty pairs of designer heels. She's not a smart shopper, and she will rub off on you.
I like it i know what you are going through b4 u go off to college mom cut me off love you hope things get better
ReplyDeleteOh wow sis, thats crazyniss. Im broke too! like beyond broke. ramen and jelly sandwiches is my dieat at school lol
ReplyDeleteAww cheska, at least you don't associate with that kind of lifestyle now. *hugs* Feel better, it'll turn around.
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