Wherever You Go….
There you are.
I seem to have classes in all sorts of random places. College Square, the Engineering Building, Adam’s Humanities, Arts and Letters, and Library Administration by the 24 study lab.
I know the only reason for this is because Storm Hall is being renovated. I guess if it’s out of sight, it can easily be forgotten. I did notice the new carpeting and wall panels around the place and a cool espresso machine. Since Governor Jerry Brown is slashing $500 million from the CSU budget I’m sure it’s going to be another interesting uphill battle to do more with less.
Attending lecture doesn’t feel the same to me anymore. I guess because I don’t really have great motivations left except to achieve my valuable bachelor’s degree. Must just be because I remember being 18 years old and entering all fresh.
The good thing is I might make $1 million more dollars in my lifetime though but then again I suppose if I can get by on less then $15,000 a year, then I don’t really need all that much to live modestly.
This semester I opted not to purchase a student semester pass for bus or trolley. I figured I only use it to go two stops from 70th Street to SDSU and they barely ever check so it’s a waste of $150 dollars. I’m also trying not to buy books except for course readers. Textbooks are a waste of money. there’s no point when you can go to the library and check out things or just learn online.
If there’s anything I do wish I could have done differently these past few years, it’s would probably be spending more frugally and less impulsively. How bittersweet it is to truly understand only after hindsight.
I’m also planning to eat out as little as possible. I’m going on an oatmeal diet! Living on a budget is difficult but it is possible. If you have a strong will! That’s something I can do even if I can’t ever seem to gain weight. I guess there are just some things I have a natural preference for.
You know the old saying. If you do the same things, you will get the same results? Well I think I won’t do the same things anymore. Actually I can’t. Because everybody else changed!
So I guess there’s a new routine to develop in this year of eleven.
At least I still have me.
