Saturday, January 9, 2010
MONEY,MONEY,MONEY, in a POOR MAN'S WORLD
A new chapter of my life is about to unfold as I start working as I service crew in one of the leading fast food chains in the country. I still could not imagine myself working and earning money out of my hard work. I will not argue if someone will tell me that I am indolent or “perting tapulana” in the dialect. I must admit that I am having a hard time managing my time at school, work, and in the publication as well. But I want to do all those things so I should exert more effort for me to be able to handle the pressure.
“Sleepless night” is one of the major problems I am having. I could not sleep early but I need to wake up early. Also, being in a fast food chain means that you need to be alert but I think my skills are not yet enough to be so. Whenever I hear bad comments about me, I feel disappointed about myself.
On the other leg, money, for me now, is the essence of life. I need money to have myself enroll in a university, I need money for my everyday allowance, I need money to pay all my projects and assignments, I need money to buy my clothes, and I need money to be me.
They say that money is the root of all evil, but for me, when I have money I could not think any bad thoughts. As if I was contented of what I have. Never I think I could continue breathing if I will not have even a single peso in my pocket. I need to earn money so if I need to smile at nothing at all, I have to meet unpleasant people, and if I have to take criticism the whole period, I WILL.
SOME OF THE IDEAS WERE TYPOGRAPHICAL ERRORS.
(CHAR CHAR FOR SHORT)