The Science Of Being Broke.

The word “broke” is one that really scares me. And most times, being broke is not the absence of money. For me, being broke does not necessarily mean I have nothing in my account. There are times I could still have like ₦3,000 sitting down in my wallet, but deep down, I know that ₦3,000 cannot afford anything beyond my transport fare and a plate of rice for the day. What about tomorrow, what if I meet one of those who call me area brother in the same bus or tricycle... won't I pay.

It might sound funny, but then, when I am broke that is when you will see me calculating as if I am an account student. I calculate transport fare, sachets of water, food, and all, you will see me visiting my various bank apps to transfer whatever is there into one just to make it all add up together. When I am broke, if someone talks about going out, or eating out or buying stuffs, even if I have the amount needed with me, my mind immediately begins to calculate what that money could get me. That's survival mode turned on. During those times as well, I stop picking and responding to certain calls and messages.... Why? Because I know they might suggest hanging out or coming over and at that moment, my account balance is not friendly.

One thing about me when I was in school is that whatever it is I have left on me, I often use it to eat something good. Am serious, if everything on me was ₦2,000, I would use it to buy item7(food), even if I will die, I should make sure to eat something good as my last meal. Some of my neighbors find it hard to believe, fill your gas na, buy garri,..... Do this do that, that's what they usually say, and that was never in my own dictionary. How much will I fill my gas, how much is rice, how much are the ingredients and all... it's just better to eat out.

There was a time I had a ₦1,000 on me(not as if I don't have days with nothing in my account o), and it was just supposed to last me till the end of the week. I began to strategize, buy twelve cups of garri, buy sugar and just manage it for the week. But on my way to get those things, I ended up spending ₦700 on one meal. It was small but nourishing, the following morning I trekked not school on an empty stomach. When you are broke, you will complain a lot, you will see a bag of cement in every hangout or clothes you want to buy, and you will lose control even over your own choices.

My definition of being broke.....1. When I can’t afford the simple comfort of buying foodstuffs without doing some calculations. 2. When my account is so dry that I start praying for the network to flunctuate so I won't be able to send money out. 3. When I start praying so my bank app wouldn't load, to save me from embarrassment. 4. When the only money I have on me is for my transport and I pray not to meet anyone I know in the same bus......and many more.

Being broke is relative, to some it's less than ₦100, 000,000, to some it's less than, ₦100, 000 and to some it's less than ₦5000. But for me, the moment I start calculating every single thing, from pure water to bread, to either to fill 1 or 2 kg of gas.....just know.....I am officially broke.

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