I'm Broke, Not Broken

Earlier today I twitted, 'I know how it feels to only have 70 pesos in your wallet at the start of the week. It can't last you a week, but God only knows how.' It was a pathetic statement but I don't have enough room for self-pity. I posted it because I am challenged by the fact that I will be penniless in the next few days but I do not fear about not being able to live for the lack of money. I may be broke, but I'm not boken. My professor called this morning, alarmed at what he saw on Twitter. Egahd, I forgot he is following me there. I posted such thing on Twitter because I only have a few friends networked to me. My manner of shouting out loud could only happen on this blog, and well, Twitter. The last thing I would need is a comment from someone else that would put you down. In all fairness to my professor, thanks for the concern. Well, God provides. I always tell myself that. I still work, enjoying it in fact, only not financially rewarding. I think I have to gauge things smarter this time. I missed a few points about saying money is not everything. It may sometimes mean something though. If this means I should look for another job, I better start looking for one. God bless my endeavors.

What If I Die Today?

What if I die today? Will I be ready? Would i finally say It's over for my sorrow Over too for happiness? Now would I like it? If I had a choice, maybe no On second thought, maybe yes. Would my friends be crying? Would those I offended  Be rejoicing? Would my special someone Look up at the sky and say, 'Hello! How are you?' everyday If that happened,   I would no longer hear anyway. So if I die today I would not pass without a thought In this little way,  I have to say sorry first To those I failed, I hurt To those I badly disappointed To those I unintentionally offended. I did my best to show you Who I really am So if it's the bad me you sighted I'm sorry you missed the other Good half. Thank you to those Who made me glad for a time When you were able to draw A smile on my face Rather than paint a sad line You might not be aware But in every smile I wear My heart holds each dear I get to be so full of it I think I always have to share I love you Pa and Ma Don't think I was busy  Not to tell you. I love you, my brothers I love you aunts, cousins and uncles. I love you in-laws, nephews and nieces I love you classmates and colleagues. I love you old and new friends. I love you mentors, now and back then I love you my sweet, my love. I lived to love even those not listed above. It doesn't matter  If I don't hear you all reply Or attempt to make me smile One more time. Worry not about me Because I'll make sure You are well taken care of I will have to remind God When I met Him along the way.     

Opportunity Cost

You can earn all the money you want -when you're on vacation, or when you switch jobs, or even when you already retire. You can still earn money. But what are you earning your money for when you already lost me?

Sweet Escape

I was once warned (or was it several times) that I have to have my laptop checked for virus. And like the usual me, I never listened (or maybe I listened but did not budge). Well, it crashed just recently and the good thing is - no, count that the best thing, I was able to save some of my valuable files in my portable drive! And before my portable drive gets infected too, I might as well blog some files in case it becomes convenient to just pull them out later. Downside: it becomes conveniently available to triple-double-u too. Here's one I compiled and count as priceless. Whew! Saved before I could feel sorry for myself. Enjoy! Credits: Dumaluan Beach Resort for the accommodation Music by Natasha Bedingfield "Pocketful of Sunshine" Some photos from My Sweet

2010 Parish Priest Day

Just posting for sharing purposes. Ate Vilma, for your review and comments. My output for a very limited time. I'm coming home tonight and my laptop crashed so I used the office resources and time doing this. Tsk. Corrupt me, I feel so guilty! What way to compensate? *wink*