So Much for Money

Someone told me today that drinking makes me "bobo". No, not directly to me but he said it anyway. Well, sorry but I think you're wrong. Drinking, most especially with your friends, is one of the best therapy to someone who wants to remain sane and to forget that life sucks. The very thing that can give you a good cry when you want to. I think you should have known better.

I'm sorry if I "fucked up" your plans and your holiday [again]. I honestly don't intend this to happen. I thought I'm responsible enough in every single way but I was wrong; I'm not, for others. Money is the last thing I want to deal with. I know it cannot speak and move, but it causes so much than any human being can do. It destroyed my family. Even if I got mad, I can't get rid of that thing. I need it, I badly need it.

They say that Love makes the world go 'round, yes I believe in love but I think it should be Money makes the world go 'round isn't it? You can live without love, but you can't without money. I can't imagine myself saying this, you see I'm in love and I really can feel that love exists, but today the anger I feel for money comes rushing back again. I hate it. It made someone, whom I respect the most, the last person I want to disappoint, say to me that I'm "bobo".

I remember I did a poem years ago and I want him to read this, but I don't how and I don't know if he'll appreciate it.

When I was a kid
you promised to teach me Math
with the talking calculator,
I was excited
then you left.
I cried.

When you and mom got separated
you promised that
it will be the three of us,
I was encouraged
then you get married.
I cried.

When you talked to me about your marriage
you promised that nothing will change,
I did expect.
then I realized that everything
will never be the same again since you came back.
I cried.