I'm liking this words. Watching re-runs of Avatar does some good to my vocabulary. hehe!







How hard it is to be a professional bum, I wonder. I'm officially a bum now. And I'm currently learning the ways of being a bum. I thought my back-up plan was good, but what I didn't expect was that fate's plan was even better. LOL.

Now I'm left with the option to either use my savings *which I painstakingly endure meriendas* or to work in call centers. hehe! WHAT?! With jobs available to my line of work, I'll be eating my hammies in no time.


Well, it's not that i'm totally out of option, my father gave me one. And he's the reason i'm in this predicament. If I still want my allowance I'd have to work for him in the construction. Money's in the construction, his words. And I'll be my own boss. He also won't share with the profits of small projects he will give me. VERY TEMPTING! The catch? Construction will be my death bed in no time.

The overview: FATHER only bids in projects offered in south cotabato, which means it's in rebel infested areas. Laborers and the et cetereas don't respect me least follow me. I have a problem commanding someone older than me *geezers*. And I tasted all of this twice when poverty was unbearable during holidays and summers. Goodness, I always get yelled at by Father not because of incompetence but because i'm a wimp, I'm at loss at how to yell and straighten their butts out. And you know how I think yelling at someone who doesn't move the way you want them to is a pain in the ass. hehe! I have authority issues. Amen.

Another thing, I experienced once being the project manager of a small project in Sariff Aguak, a solar dryer. It's in Muslim area, but I don't have anything against Muslims, except that water and oil doesn't really mix in together. You know how people get funny when it comes to religion *touchy topic*. They worked just before 2pm and expected to be paid a days worth. The laborers were another thing, they kept bothering an advance even though they're overd ropped. The wives and children does the trick though. What?! How can I refused them when they had puppy-eyes and sob stories??? I lost half the income.


Ah, seems like I can't move on with that past ordeal. If I can't deal with it sooner or later I'll be the one moving on in thy kingdom come out of hunger. hehe!


But i'm still up with call centers though. Beggars can't be choosers right? Night jobs are not a big deal to me. I've been used to live in nighttime too besides Im miserable in daytime. hehe! The promised of high salary still deludes my mind. You know, the frenzy of anticipating lotsa money on the 15th circling my mind. But then again, my sideline *autocad* beats call center. hahaha


Aaaahhhaaha.....penniless is mortifying, ne? I can't believe lotsa people opt for being a bum as a career choice. And I also can't believe why my mind still refuse to comprehend that there's no easy money. hahaha! Mataku, haven't I learned *and watched* over and over again the teachings of Patrasche and REMI and Edward-kun *Srgt. Keroro cited* the principle of Equivalent Trade? That enable to gain something you must present something of equal value. *bow* Amen.

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