Addicted doesn't even begin to describe it. (Blog)

So here I am, the week before finals. It’s 12:51 A.M. and I just returned from the 24-hour Starbucks in Ponta Vedra with a coffee.

I have classes beginning at 9:30 tomorrow, but I needed a coffee to write my papers. And no, McDonald’s just doesn’t cut it.

Whenever I buy Starbucks, I always tell the barista that I don’t need a receipt, simply because I don’t want to acknowledge the insane amount of money I spent at the establishment weekly.

Well, daily.

I was thinking about it the other day, and I spend, on average, about $20 at Starbucks a week. That’s $80 a month, and almost $1,000 a year.

$1,000! I was shocked when I discovered the amount of money I spend on something so simple. I mean, I have a coffee machine in my room, but it’s just not the same. It’s not made with love.

Or caramel syrup.

Do you know what I could do with the extra $1,000 a year? I could have my hair cut, colored and styled monthly. I could buy a Chanel purse. I could (almost) buy a new laptop.

Maybe I’ll start being smart about my money. I mean, I am getting older, I’m not always going to have spending money available to me at all times.

Ah, who am I kidding? I’ll be back at Starbucks tomorrow morning for a venti caramel macchiato.

I’ll change one of these days. Just not tomorrow.