These days, money just slips through my fingers. I have to drop a hundred bucks on muni a month just to get around. Grocery trips are easily 50 bucks for a few days of sustenance. One tank full is 50 bucks gone. To top it off, having to pay for rent and bills for the first time is kind of an unexpected blow (Not that it's a task worthy of complaining- hey, everyone pays rent and it's a good feeling to be self sufficient during the few months before med school). Trips from here to there have been adding up to >$3000 just in the past few months. Every time I look at my credit card bill, I half a slight suspicion it was stolen becuase did I really spend that much money in a week? A random snapshot of my credit card bill confuses me. I've even been staying at home, cooking my meals, trying exactly NOT to spend money, and I'm already 500 deep!
I'd say I regret it but at the same time, having a good time often comes with a cost. And the more I grow older, the more I don't want to miss out on the fun I
"coulda had if you went with us!" Plus... its just a few more months of slurging right?
Still, there's something tragic about the value lost in that 20 dollar bill as you grow up.
