Pouring much?

The last time I called mom, I said that the next phone call she'll get from me will be about my job. But I can't help telling her about my phone. I called her this afternoon and told her about my phone. And then she said, why everything was taken from us little by little. I thought she was just saying that because of my job-seeking adventure and that I just lost my phone. She said Kendz was also resigning from her job because of "management issues". Apparently, her boss, who's a tsinoy, called her a saleslady to which she said she's not that she's a pharmacist of their place which brings to argument that she's not fond of selling and all that and she resigned. Case no. i don't know - my sister apple was also resigning from her job because she wasn't give a proper contract and they refuse to give her some of the benefits that she was entitled to. And now the shocking part - tuesday morning i think around 5 am on her way home from work (she's woking like a customer service at pldt as a technical consultant) - she got robbed inside an FX. All her things, phone, wallet, everything was taken away from her. I didn't felt relieved that I was luckier than her. I hoped she didn't have to go through that and I should have been the one. She's 25 but I will always hope and pray that every single bad thing that was about to come their way will be redirected to me. It's just a relief that she didn't get hurt. I'll try to look at the bright side of life hoping that there's still at least one left. It's days before Christmas and I felt helpless. I can't even do something to what happen to the victims of typhoon Reming. Hell, I can't even extend a little help to my family. Hmm, what should I call this typhoon in my life?