While harking back into my old stuff, I saw my well-kept things that were given to me by my high school and college friends and some love letters I wrote [and was never delivered] and was written for me during my puppy love years. You know those things, I’m sure.
It’s funny because I hardly scan my old things for I don’t really have time to look at them one by one. But this time, I managed to examine each one of them, and it made me go back to my old, happy, blithe, worry-free days. How I love to bring back the memories of my good ‘ol days!
While reading those letters, I saw this one little brown envelope I’ve been keeping since forever. It was my very first pay slip. I got it when I was working as a student assistant at a library in our community college. I can still recall, it was from 9:00am-1:00pm, just before my classes starts. And yes, my first salary was a whopping P675.00 and that would be my allowance for I think, two weeks or so.
I remember I was not the type of student who would really care if I have money in my pocket. Money was never my problem because I can go to school without it. I used to bring my own food in school and I don’t really spend if it’s not necessary. I am so kuripot, I admit. It went on until I finished my Bachelor’s and Master’s Icekembular’s Degree.
But now that I have a real job and sure I’m earning way more than P675.00… I am still the same, haha. Kuripot pa rin ako and my friends already have learned to accept that fact. They know I won’t spend my money as much as I can. That’s why when they ask me to go out with them and I say “NO”, they won’t ask me again. They know I’d say the same thing.
I can’t explain exactly why I am like this but it gives me this awesome feeling when I get to save at least – if possible – 50% of what I’m earning. I don’t care if I don’t have the latest of the coolest stuff in the market. Wa aku pake. Maybe it’s psychological. I don’t know.
All I know is that I don’t want to be poor, ever again. :]