Stingy? Am I?

A while ago, I was at the middle of composing a different entry but suddenly, got distracted with a conversation I had with my good friend/colleague. I was having my homemade spring rolls then,

she said, “Pia will get rich because of this” ;

I said “because of what?”;

She didn’t want to complete her sentence because she said I might get angry.

I already knew what she’s getting into.

I said, “What? Stingy?”

She said, “You found the word”.

Ok. I wasn’t angry but it made me think. By definition, stingy would mean, (1) not generous or liberal : sparing or scant in using, giving, or spending (2) meanly scanty or small (

Am I like that? I don’t think so. I have to say that, what I want and need, are just completely different from what you or anyone else desires.

I am a woman who’s desire for material womanly-things, like gold, bags, dresses or even technology, is less than a pinch.  Though I don’t mind spending for a new lesson, be it krav maga or pole dancing or runs and races or even books or travels.

I desire things that can enrich my inner longings, not just the physical ones. I desire to keep on challenging myself to improve and learn, not just about enriching my employability skills, but also about improving my life in general.

I want to improve my SELF in a deeper sense. I always have this thinking that, I should always be ready if my creator takes me, the less baggage I have, the easier I can head up to him.

Let’s take my phone as an example. I’m currently using a China-made not so smart phone. It has wifi and all but it’s just always saying full memory even if I had deleted everything in it already. I always joke about the fact that it feels when I badly needed it because it hangs every time there’s an emergency. It has the ability to panic with me. It functions well when it’s in a good mood though. My friends are begging me to buy a new one, a better one. I have enough money to buy but not enough urge and motivation to do so.

I saw a portable pole for pole dancing yesterday. I badly wanted to have one but it costs a lot. My friend discouraged me from getting one, because it’s just too expensive.  She asked me just to get a ‘mini pole‘, with a naughty smile on her face. The more these people are denying and preventing me from getting it, the stronger my longing gets. Why do I like that pole?  It’s because I want to practice my pole skills, fitness, flexibility and I love dancing. It makes me happy to be able to learn new routines and be able to do things  I couldn’t do before.

I don’t immediately give in to temptations of food and other material goods.  I always think twice or more; Ask myself these questions; Do I really want this? Do I really need this? Will I really be happy and satisfied if I get this thing for myself? Most items can only offer temporary happiness, I want stuffs that can make me happy for a long time.

I like to climb mountains and explore new places. I never mind spending for these just because it challenges me and these provide me with satisfaction that I’d be able to retain for a lifetime. These teach me lessons that I can bring and remember until the day my neurons are not anymore as healthy.

My friend loves food and other stuff that I am not so interested in and I respect that, same thing that I should be respected for prioritizing experiences over these stuffs

I’m writing this not because I hated the term she used, well partly, but more of, to make people like her understand the concept of individual differences and mutual respect in relation to that.

Thats all.

Well, am I stingy? I guess not. My motivations, needs and wants are just different from everyone else.

About Miss_Pia

Neurotic Health-care Professional who enjoys sleeping, running, reading, introspecting, pole art and exploring new things and sometimes, places!
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2 Responses to Stingy? Am I?

  1. JZ says:

    Ha! Same here! I’ve always wanted to write something about this. No need now ’cause you said it well.

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