Careful what you wish for!

Two years ago
- We would seat comfortably at the bus, cuddling, doing some PDA’s, talk a little nonsense things and fell asleep after
- Together we would eat breakfast and lunch, sneaked out anytime we want for a snack at 711 or ministop or mcdo or jollibee
- We would rush home after a day of work, hurry to Burgundy Tower, wait patiently for the bus while eating some peanuts
- All day, we tirelessly chat, exchange emails, talked silly things on the phone. (Ah, the wonders of modern technology)
- That even though we don’t have much, we have each other. Such a cliché, but true. Coz, we live from paycheck to paycheck, get paid by payday then pay bills and stuffs. And when the gasoline keeps on rocketing to sky high.. you wish to find a job nearer in our place, and that we can save more.

A little three days ago
- You excitedly get up, dressed up. It was your first day on your new job, a job that promises better pay.. high savings
- I was sad that first Monday, and you told me you felt the same. You fetched me and then I saw your eyes, I saw the saddest YOU i've ever seen
- I begged you to share you first day stories. You described how your computer was so old and looked like being bought some decades ago. It was so slow than our computer at home. That you wish it has LCD 17” flat screen monitor.
- That when you asked for a file and requested to send it to you, someone gave you a DISKETTE. LOL
- And then you learned that one person per department only had an ‘outlook’ or email which I concluded. ‘You don’t have internet access NOR microsoft outlook?’
- I laughed while seeing your new uniform, which I described as ice cream colored, and then you told me you were not proud wearing it.
- You told me, you weren’t happy. You made the wrong decision and that you want to come back. You said every minute of stay would make you weaker.. That fighting and holding on is beyond what you can do now.
- That there is MORE important than money. That nobody can buy happiness!

Today
- I shall carry on, relive your jobstreet account, keep crossing fingers and saying a prayer while sending your applications. We’re back to square one baby but I am not blaming you. We are partners in crime, comrade on war. And we’ll fight together on our every struggle head on, chin up! Cause we know that what ever happens and however hard it might be, we can do it!