Wednesday, October 22
I am currently in fairly poor financial waters at the moment, mainly due to my forgetting until last week to apply for a student loan. That and my prodigious spending on non-essentials. £70 on CDs and DVDs in the past fortnight was probably not a good idea. I do have some quality new CDs and DVDs to show for it though.
The problem lies in the fact that I have around £600-£700 to last me until Christmas. I can take £100 off of that immediately for travel costs, and around £60 for bills (I donít pay rent on my house, thanks to my great and wonderful parentsÖ). That leaves me with £500 (for argumentís sake). £500 to eat, drink, socialise and whatever else comes up in the next 8 weeks.
Damn it, thatís only £60ish per week. Not a good thing.
I do, however, have a couple of debts to call in. Firstly, the landlord for our house owes us for a load of decorating that we have done, of which I am due £50. Secondly, my parents said that they would pay for any decorating work that I did to my bedroom, along with any fitments / ďessential items.Ē I reckon on having spent around £100 on that so far, which will be very handy.
The problem is that I donít particularly enjoy ringing my parents up to ask for money. Iíve rang them up a few times already this term, wanting something (not money, I might add), and Iím starting to feel a bit bad about it. They did offer, though. Damn my conscience. I fucking hate having a conscience.