A Bouquet of Memories

I'm feeling quite melancholy right now because of the whole being a poor college student. Over the past couple of days, I've already spent some of the money I was planning on saving which is the only money I currently have (besides the one dollar in my wallet); so I felt, and still feel, foolish and regretful afterwards.

Now, I'm thankful that I have a roof over my head and a supportive mom but it's gotten to the point (for a while now) where I'm wanting to be able to take care of myself without constantly relying on someone else who is working really hard to make our lives prosperous. I'm just sick and tired of having little to no money, and the task of finding a job is not a walk in the park either. That doesn't mean I'll give up. No, I'll keep trying until I land myself a position and until then, I'll work my butt off to make my own living. Even if it doesn't pay so well, I'll take the job, maybe even throw in a second one to make up for it. When that time comes, I'll be the one who pays for school, meals, and other personal things. I sure hope that time comes really soon. I'm almost getting desperate.