I haven’t written a post in three days. Sorry about that. I’ll try and write more regularly. I don’t know if any of you know this about me, but I love quotes. Last year, I was in a Paperplus store and I was searching for something good. I had a 20 dollar gift card voucher and I wanted to use it as soon as possible.
I came across a table that displayed various diaries. I thought; “It’s too early to buy a 2016 diary. It’ll be cheaper if I buy one next year in Jan,”
But then I opened the diary in my hand to a random page, I think it was somewhere in March, and I came across a quote:
In fact, every day except Saturdays and Sundays had a quote. And they were very good quotes and like I said, I love quotes. Out of impulsiveness and a fever for quotes, I bought the book. A week or so later, I went to the city with my Aunty who had given me the gift card for my 19th birthday. I believe the conversation went like this:
Aunty: Have you used the gift card yet?
Aunty: OH! Already? What did you spend it on?
Me (hesitantly): a diary for next year
Aunty: Seriously? What for? How much did it cost?”
Me: 20 dollars.
Aunty: You know in Jan 2016, the diaries would cost 10 dollars. That’s only next month!”
me: I know (trying not to roll my eyes or sigh regrettably)
Aunty proceeds to give me an ear ache about spending money wisely.
Me (when I couldn’t take it no more): OK. I’m sorry.
My Aunty can be a bit blunt and hurtful sometimes, but I know she means well. She’s also an accountant, so that’s probably why she was so upset at me for buying a diary essentially with her money, for the full price (not at a discount). I know it was not exactly a money wise decision that I had made, but I also don’t regret it because if I had bought the diary in Jan or waited till the end of Dec 2015, I would’ve either not bought it at all, or I wouldn’t have been able to write in my diary from 1st Jan 2016, and every day since, one page a day.
After a minute or so of silence, my Aunty calmed herself down and then asked me about what I was going to do this year. She as well as a lot of my relatives are nervous about me taking a gap year because they think I’m wasting my time and doing nothing, and I told her I was going to Singapore in May. Big mistake. And so continues the conversation from before, but much worse since it involves more money. Can I scream now?