Starving artist
I have been a penny pinching fool this month. Mom hooked me up with extra money for spring break. I blew it early on paying bills. I thought I'd have plenty left over. I was wrong. The phone bill came, and even though I attempted to cut back, I doubled my calls from $40 to more than $80. There was no way I could pay it by the deadline. I had to call home, which I had done a couple of weeks before. I knew Mom didn't have the money, but she sure got it to me. I felt bad and still do feel bad. I have to earn some money to start taking care of myself. This next week came down to about a $6 budget. I was forced to buy Top Ramen because I needed cheap meals. I am always hungry.
Ana invited me to see Mrs. Winterborne with her. I wanted to go, but I was not about to blow my budget, which had shrunk to $4, due to a $1.80 fine at the public library. The bargain price at the theater was $3.75. I told Ana I couldn't go, unless I got a check in the mail (I was expecting two: one from U. Magazine, one from Precinct Reporter). I went to school just to check my mail, and to my delight, there were two checks totaling $35. I felt extremely wealthy. The balance of my checkbook was down to $4. Now, I have some extra money for food or whatever.
Needless to say, I went to the movies and went as far as to splurge on popcorn and a Sprite.
I forgot to mention...in the excitement of receiving money in the mail, I also received a postcard from Sarah. I didn't even read it, until after I deposited my money. I was excited to read that she booked a flight to America--to Seattle of all places.
I just called Sarah. It was cool. A guy answered the phone. I asked for Sarah, and he went to get her. He said something about there being an American on the phone.
Sarah and I just click. It's not as if we have been apart. It's like we were just together. There is not that awkwardness that sometimes occurs when friends are not on a regular face to face contact with each other. That makes me happy. I hope it can always be that way.