Pinky swear!

Pinky swear, I am going to keep up to this resolution. It's been whole eleven months and only now do I get the urge to make a resolution. Or may be I have just been missing Summer's pinky swear pranks! I only thank I dont live in OC, I cant afford the plastic life dude.

Well, its been four months, I haven't yet realised what the word "saving'' means. I want to spend on myself for a while, enjoy it and then may be soon, I will start saving. What the hell, I wasn't born to any pauper who lets his daughter drown in nothings to learn her money lessons. Not like he didn't try. His only mistake, I was born to him. May be that's why until I started earning, he forgot what "savings" meant.

I remember as a kid, I have never even had the guts to ask my dad for a chocolate bar. Reason, they never waited for me to ask. All good. But like every story's flipside, Iwas growing up. Sadly, not grown up. That is when G-gaps started entering. Issues. I want a Levi's jeans. There comes the chide, "How dare you? What the hell you talking about? Why do you need them?"

So then I begin sulking. Result: I got my first pair of Levi's Codroys when I was 16. Glad I was. Also, 16 I was. So, now it was a pair of Mango jeans that was haunting me. Well, this time again glad I was. I got my first pair of Mango jeans when I was 20.

21-supposed to be legally an adult now. But am I? I am eyeing a pair of Ms.60 jeans now. Its been four months of living on my own money. Does that qualify me to be an grown up now? I guess the answer now lies on my next step at the cross road.

Ms. 60 Vs Pinky swear!