I’m not really frugal, I just don’t like to part with large amounts of money. For this reason, I suspect I won’t become much of a traveller1, as I’m more interested in hoarding my money, or spending it on something tangible. Even so, I’m not as materialistic as many people, and avoid spending where I don’t have to. Mainly because I’m constantly thinking “Oh, it took me forty-five minutes/three hours/one week to earn that much money; it’s not worth it!”
However, there’s one thing I spend too much money on: lunch. I’m not going to put a cap on spending whilst out with friends, but buying lunch solo at uni becomes far too expensive. I’ve resolved to limit my spending on food, opting to take it with me to university instead. What with this resolution and my “can’t-be-bothered”-ness re: actually making lunch, I went pretty hungry yesterday. Over seven hours, I had a combination of lectures, tutorials, and work at my on-campus job, armed with only a bread roll to satisfy my appetite. Now, I’m someone who has a large appetite. I’m in constant need of fuel. Essentially, I want to have my cake and eat it too (both literally and figuratively, of course), as I want to have lunch, but don’t want to make lunch.
Anyway, this week’s lunch budget was spent (very wisely) on a vanilla thickshake. I just can’t resist! One of the benefits of donating blood, is that I can get a free large milkshake afterwards. To be honest, that’s secretly the main reason I continue going. The nurses once inspected my veins to see if I was eligible to donate plasma (which can be donated every two weeks, as opposed to three months for blood), but alas my veins are to small. Woe is I, I have to pay for milkshakes.
That last bit was random and off-topic, but hey, I’m passionate.
