Dec 26, 2009 14:35
I would like to cry right now.
For two years I suffered whenever I needed money, even if I had cash in my wallet, because I did not want to spend my special bills. They were kept in a separate compartment, a compartment for the not-to-be-spent bills.
One wrinkled limited edition UP centennial bill
One crispy and well-preserved Arrovo bill
One disgusting and old P100 bill with Cory Aquino's signature
One P50 bill celebrating 60 years of something I can't even remember
and another P50 bill, I can't recall why it was special
I suffered, I really did!
In times of hunger, I would choose to starve rather than spend my special bills!
Then today.
Lola walks in asking for change for 500 and I say NO!
But.
She sees my wallet and comments on how fat it is, blah blah blah
and half my mind is worrying about how to convince her not to buy me a new wallet because I don't want one
but I'm tuning her out while playing Plants vs. Zombies (regrets in life)
Then she says you have 400, I'll get it. Pay me 100 when you have.
k.
I am really sad. Sad sad sad sad sad
How shallow and how materialistic and yet
THAT WAS TRUE SACRIFICE!