Baby needs a new pair of shoes...or at least a scarfe.

Since all of my hard earned money is going towards my "education" at the moment, I've been required to live on a budget. A budget that took me at least a month, two sweaters, two t-shirts, and 1 really cute shrug, to actually learn to accept and abide by. I hate this shit. I see a cute scarf and I. Want. It!!! But my tight bitch of a bank account says I can't have it, also known as NSF. Last year I was rolling in the proverbial dough...I'm totally %100 bitter, that I'm now a starving, 5 year old ratty jeans and even older piece of shit shoes student...again. I bought a winter coat last year that cost the same amount as a 3 credit course without even breaking a sweat, but a $25 scarve leaves me wondering if I really need to eat next week...hmm... ?

Still contemplating that one.

I could get a job..you know, on top of my courses...but I've just never been that type of multi-tasking girl...plus, school has always been enough stress for me.

But I have a plan. I'm going to start my own little business. I know it offers flexible hours, it pays well and it's something I'm good at and enjoy anyways....so, I think I'm gonna do it.

I knew you always thought that one day I'd become a stripper or a whore.

Bitches.

Today's not that day.

I'm gonna be a dog walker!