Journal #23

I am not self-sufficient.  I don't think I am self-sufficient, at least.  Money wise, I am definitely not self-sufficient.  I have no input whatsoever, I've never had a job, nor do I have time to get a job.  My mother actually will not allow me to get a job because I have too much going on as it is.  I think that's stupid because I don't really like using my parental unit's money.  When it comes to food and making smart decisions and such, I think I am pretty on the ball.  I am a pretty excellent cook if I do say so myself.  The thing is, you need money to buy the ingredients and supplies to create said dishes.  I know what to do with the ingredients, currently I am just unable to attain them.  I am a pretty good decision maker.  When it comes to either doing something fun but stupid or somethings boring but smart, I'll probably go with the smart thing.  I can take care of myself, physically and emotionally, pretty well.  Frankly, I just don't want to.  I hate being home by myself.  HATE.  My house is very large and creepy.  Whenever I am home by myself I always turn all the lights on and the television on some cheery movie to distract myself.  I will probably never live alone; not because I couldn't, but because I really don't want to. Once I begin to attain my own income and have money that I can do what I please with, I am confident in my ability to be frugal and place my money where it is necessary and where it is not.  Once I have money to support myself with, I will be able to cook for myself; not just cook for myself, but create masterpieces for my own enjoyment as to keep myself happy.  I would also be able to keep myself healthy and make smart decisions.  I wouldn't go to bed at 1 in the morning every day and ruin my health I would be smart and self-sufficient.