Saving is hard. Living off twenty dollars a week is not glamours or satisfying. I struggle to pay for my phone bill every month but that I am able to chat to my best friend’s on the other side of the world for free makes is almost priceless. 

“She looks like the real thing. She tastes like the real thing.

My fake plastic love

But I can’t help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling

If I just turn and run

It wears me out, it wears me out It wears me out, it wears me out

If I could be who you wanted If I could be who you wanted all the time

All the time…”

One of those nights were I don’t want to do anything. I don’t want to watch a movie a have been waiting to see for a long time. All I want to do is sit in my room. Not even music is on. Not because I am sad, bored or lonely. I am just enjoying feeling nothing. 

This year I will be celebrating my 19th birthday on the Inca Trail. Could not be more excited! 

I currently love collecting second hand Penguin Classic books. I continue buying them without even finishing the last two I have bought. But a glorious book for usually nothing more then $2. It is hard to resist.

Just found return flights to South America for $1000. I did shed two tears. Telling my mum I am booking it when she gets home and I am starting to save every cent.