Homeless Diver

In these online courses, I’m finding myself having to do constructive comments to other peoples posts…..people who write like the takeout window at Wendy’s was the highlight of their career - 4 years ago before they started popping out kids at age 19.

So I wonder…and I think….

The ‘dirty masses’ media says things like don’t compare yourself to models and sports stars. Dont compare yourself against anyone. Be yourself. Do what you enjoy. Money cant buy you happiness.

Bullshit it cant!

So I compare myself against other all the time. The fact that I wont take any job that pays less than $120k/yr might say something about my goals. One person in class mentioned ‘what happens when you reach the top? Why not keep going?” And I think…silly drive-thru attendant. If I reach the economic top, there is no where to go because I will have sucked all of the resources from those below me…..they fail, then I fail. So please, stop having babies so you can keep some of that money yourself. Help make me rich and powerful. Get a second job at the gas station. You know you want it.

Corporate America….its not a job description, its a mentality. I have seen people vastly more intelligent than myself blather on about how ‘it ain’t fair!’ because of how I make money even when unemployed. I guess I could be idealistic and poor. Or not. I joined the other side.

And the other side is nice.

I have only been looking for a job for about a week and someone I didn’t even contact asked me for my resume. I mean hell, I have never had a problem finding a job in my life.

So whats to stop a person from wanting it all? Some people want but …gawd! I swear…even their professional writing looks like the transcript from a Jerry Springer show.

• -Oh no u dint!
• –I was like, um, essays are cool and all and like fiction to.
• –I just want the luv of God in my childrns lifes HE safes all.
• –1 day i want to be the floor tile manager an i mite cuz i nows my stuff

So why not be at the top? I mean, some people are born intellectually greater than others. Imagine a kid that had 20 years of national Geographic magazines and an encyclopedia set that was 10 years older than himself. No kids books. This kid teaches himself to read and already tough himself the practice of basic phonetics, all before entering kindergarten. No, its not a child genius, but the point is that some people just ‘get’ things. Others don’t. Education will not help them.

I think I’ve gotten too used to being down on the south end of the island. It’s the economy/ghetto part. When I run into someone that can use 4 syllable words, I almost feel intimidated like they were sent to test me or send me off to the Soylent Green factories.

I think it’s not just me. I think this place affects all the expats here. Sure, some were already dense but all it takes is a little time away and every one seems different. This place drains you. People talk about how they would love to stay here. But they wouldn’t. This is a place that you come to to die. Retire then die on Boracay. You will enjoy the hell out of it for a week or two as a vacation, but its really boring once you realize how ghetto this place really is. they didn’t spend any effort making it look quaint - that’s just the natural ghettoness of it.

Every time I post this stuff online, someone gets uppity and does the “if you don’t like it, then leave!” OK, so I will leave. I have spent over $30,000 USD into the Philippine economy this past year. I will take it and go. They are steadily letting their anti-foreigner attitudes creep into politics.

I can has cheep boos?

I ended up asleep by 2230 last night. Deep sleep then I couldn’t sleep at all after an hour when the sinus acted up really bad. I’ve never had that happen before. I took some methol/camphor vaporub stuff and slathered it all over my face and a little up my nose. Hurt like hell but after an hour, I drained a lot out and was able to sleep again.

I also got up at 0730 today, which is not normal, at all.

Gonna be a busy day today. I have some college courses to finish this morning, again, since the puter locked up on me yesterday and the autosave didn’t seem to be working…..lost all my work. The I have to clean out the maids quarters room, clean the spare CR, move the washing machine, reattach the showerhead, clean the fridge, sweep and mop the floor. I’m not turning into a bitch or anything but we are about to have a full house and it never hurts to spruce up the place.

Personally, I dont mind the gecko shit everywhere. Except on the table.