The hustles of the typical broke campus girl

I am a typical broke and single campo babe. My two years in campus have seen me meet all sorts of people, be in all kinds of positions, fake all kinds of scenarios and last but not least be broke at all the wrong times. You know you are a broke babe when every time you get money a hundred and thirty three things suddenly become top priority. You remember  how for the past three weeks you have been  "chovya chovyaring" the lipstick used by you, your roommate and all your roommates’ friends ,who practically live with you now because 150% of their time is spent in your small bedsitter, just so that it gets you to the next day. 

Then you remember that you have been in the "dry spell" zone for a while now. I mean the last time you ate chicken was probably when a guy from last night called you up for lunch and was that two months ago. Upon realizing that a lunch date hasn't come through in two months, the a hundred and thirty fourth thing on your list becomes going to the market on Friday when the prices are suitable for the common "mwanacampus" and you can get that sassy looking top for 10 bob.