bah humbug

someone stole my money from my bag. i dont know when the crime happened. all i know is that just when i was about to leave for the mall i found out that the four thousand i was keeping inside my bag was gone.

i was about to buy myself a pair of new shirts, a pair of sneakers and another gift for daisy out of that money. i have saved it for this day, thinking that i have been starving myself too much just to save for my law school that this is the time that i actually take a portion of that savings and pamper myself. and now its gone. i am here at a netopia shop here in SM fairview, seated trying to make sense out of what happened. and i am five thousand short of my supposed "holiday shopping." wana know how much is in my pocket? one hundred pesos. well its two hundred when i arrived here and buying daisy something was the first thing in my mind. cant blame, that's how much i love my girlfriend.

okay, since i found out that my money is missing, my supposed happy holiday turned sour. and shity things have started to sink in. darn shitty things.

i wish i know who took my money because it sucks to lose it. worst, it sucks to lose it inside the house, where everybody is sanguitily related to you. i wish i know where to get the money to pay for my law school. i wish i know how to pass my upcoming CPA board exams. i wish mom and dad are with me today, i may not be having this problem if they are. daisy is staying at her bestfriend's house for the night, its practically ok except for the thought that her bestfriend hates me. i am not wishing that she'd like me as daisy's bestfriend, but i am wishing that she'd not hate me as if i am up to no good with daisy. well for a certain time i never gave a damn anymore. i mean her bestfriend is insignifcant to me and she has nothing to do with my relationship with daisy. but in the long run it sank on me that hey why be hated when i have done nothing bad?

i hope tomorrow will be better when i go cabanatuan to see daisy.