Okay, so I'm broke.
Like not just a little broke--I'm a lot broke.
I have a spending problem, for sure.
Last summer, when I got my first "real" job, my parents made me open up a savings account and put half of every paycheck into savings. So, by the end of the summer when the camp counseling job was over, I had roughly $650 in the bank.
Shit happened, I got depressed, and over the course of August through November, I spent a significant amount of that money. I wasn't supposed to touch it, and my parents didn't know I was making withdrawals.
So by Christmas time, I think I had a whopping $50 left in the bank. No job, no income coming in except babysitting money that would go in my gas tank...
Then, my birthday came this year, and since I got a lot of money for my eighteenth, my parents made me put it all in the bank.
Well, fuck that! I'm an adult, this is my money, I'm going to buy myself pretty things. (my mentality at the time)
But I still told my parents I had put it in the bank -- they thought I had $900ish, really I had $50.
Then, I got another job, (the one I'm at right now) and my parents neglected to tell me that they still expected me to put half of every paycheck in the bank this time around. So /really/ I'm in the hole about $1200, because I spent all of my first three paychecks on food, gas, paying off my Mac, etc. but they think I've been putting money in the bank.
I don't tell lies often, and now I'm finding myself stuck in a pretty fucking big one. You know, the kind that just keep thrusting you farther and farther into this hole you've dug for yourself? Yeah, well welcome to the fucking Grand Canyon of Jo's existence.
And on top of it all, my mom wants me to go get a bank statement today so she can "see where I stand" as far as my finances go.
Anyone just wanna kill me off before she can get to it herself? </3
It was nice knowing you, guys. ;~;