I supposed not to post anything about him, about his gregariousness and his kindness towards me. But it seems my heart's telling me to do it. For the sake of being grateful, and telling him how much I appreciate his help specially on my financial status these days. Yes, I have a job but I am not earning yet, and if I maybe earning, it would not sustain the whole process and the whole month. On June 28th, I will be receiving my first salary. Optimistically, I am thankful I have it.
Back to Stewy, he has been helping me alot. Giving me money for my requirements and for my allowance even for my rent. It's embarrassing on my part to ask for help, I mean I don't wanna be called a money-boy, which I am not. For now, God's using him for me. Trying to reconsider that. I mean I am embarrass cause everytime we met and talked, some kind of financial is involved.
I cannot reassure myself that it is fine, he is helping me- so to say I am helping myself. Yes, I know for a fact that I am trying to shape up my life, my new life from the outrage of my cruel and grueling past. From the dungeon of death, clamoring depression and getting my ass out of something that I don't deserved. The other way around I am thinking, what's on his mind? I mean money is money.
