Favored and Blessed

I am a girl who is not really into material things. I still have eight year old pants in my closet and yeah I still wear it sometimes. I don't usually buy clothes for myself, most of the time I only got new clothes when my mother bought me or I am forced to buy one because I need it for something, maybe for an interview, costume, debut party or what so ever. But these past days, I am really eye-ing for a new jacket since by favorite stripe jacket is already fully utilized and nearly to give up. Besides, I really need it for my Saturday classes because my campus was at the RCBC Makati, which is very cold (even in the corridor) but I don't have any courage to spend some more money since I need to save for my coming terms. I know I’m frugal and stingy and kuripot or whatever you like to call me when it comes to money, but my tuition fee in La Salle is not a joke so I need to discipline myself in buying what really is IMPORTANT and URGENT :)

But yesterday, he bought me this jacket. I honestly don’t want him to buy me that jacket ‘coz I think it’s too expensive for a piece of cloth. He can just use the money in paying his bills because I know that he has so many responsibilities in his family. He recently bought a pair of shoes for his brother so I guest his budget for the month is so tight and I want him also to save money for his future, for our future (if ever!) But he insists it to buy me that jacket. He makes me kulit to fit and try one. And I really can’t believe he will really buy that I just realized he was serious when he was heading to the cashier to pay for it. We were like kids in the boutique because we were pulling and pushing and pulling each other, pulling and pushing and pulling back and forth. And there, he won and I got a new jacket!

I always tell him that he don’t need to do that and I’m not used to be treated like that, because I never felt that way before especially with my ex-boyfriend. I am not bitter anymore; I am not comparing either.  I just want to make some emphasis of how lucky, no, how blessed I am to have him in my life.

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