I Have No Wallet. Can Someone Give Me One?

Last night, we celebrated Ramel and Ian's birthday. It was complete attendance last night. We just had it at Paseo. Wherelse? I had fun except that behind those laughter and smiles are hidden anger and bullshit. Why are we like this? Anyway, the two went to the house after lunch yesterday then we wated for Gian, Eric and Jhessel. Then we went to Paseo around 7 to meet up with Mark and the girls. Oh yeah, before that, we also went to Jhing's place which was kinda weird because we got dragged to this networking thing that her older sister's boyfriend was in. Man, they were so desperate. We slept (or napped) at Fred's place. Yeah, all of us. Hahaha! Anyway, I went home around 9 for more sleep. Actually, I'm still sleepy but I can't sleep. It's one of those weird days. I guess that's pretty much it. I don't want to get detailed, I might say something bad. You all know me, I'm the type of person that would be the first person to tell you that you suck!! Wait, I got this from Ate Tinay. It's for her ex but she posted it in her bulletin at Friendster so I read it because I was intrigued on what she's up to. Ate Tinay, you're the bomb! Hehe, I just felt like saying it. Read below, it's a nice piece.

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My old Hum 2 professor used to tell us that wallets are a lot like girls. Dapat mong ingatan, kung hindi mo iingatan baka may mangyari. (You should be careful, cause if you dont, something might happen.) I know what he means. I just lost a wallet, and I just lost a girl. You know, its the exact same thing. One day, you realize its gone. You try to look for it everywhere, even going back to the places where you could have lost it. You think, and you think hard, only to come upon a grim realization: its really gone. Of course, you can hold on to some hope. After all, there have been some very, very lucky (blessed?) people who get it back. Perhaps you could become one of those people. You sit home and you hope that someone would call, and that you would get it back. But then, some time passes, and you realize that its still gone, and you realize that its time to let go. The first few days, you turn to your friends for support. Some tell you youll be okay, some tell you that it was your fault and that you should have been more careful, and some tell you about their own experiences. They give you all sorts of advice, none you havent heard before. You then go out to find a new wallet, only to realize that you dont really want a new one. You want the old one that you lost. No, you dont want all these better looking wallets, you want yours, because of how comfortable it is, because of all the cards and pictures and other stuff in it. You go out and carry on without a wallet, keeping your money in your pocket instead. You throw away stuff that you would have held on to if you had your old wallet. And then, finally, you find a new wallet you like and settle in. You then start filling your new wallet, little by little. It still doesnt feel as comfortable as the old one, but its getting there. Then you start putting in cards and pictures and other important stuff in the wallet. Soon enough, theres as much stuff in your new wallet as the old one. And then, after some time, you feel as comfortable with your new wallet. And then you realize that youve almost forgotten you ever had your old wallet. Sure, you still remember most of the stuff you lost on that wallet. But then again, you dont remember the feeling of hurt that you felt when you lost it. Thats because that wallet you lost is no longer your wallet. Youre no longer holding on. This new wallet youre holding, it has all the important cards and pictures and stuff that you need. This is your wallet. And this time, you tell yourself, youre never losing this one.

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