It's very odd.
Sometimes weeks feel like days.
And days feel like weeks.
I think time is slacking on some of his duties.
I think I might fire him altogether since he seems to be such a bother.
Tuesday, 19 March 2013
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
Inner Peace
I suddenly realized that no land could give me comfort and no one could give me peace but that I had to find and give it to myself.
I felt as if someone had poisoned my stomach.
I felt as if someone had poisoned my stomach.
Tuesday, 5 March 2013
The Naggings of Poverty : The Culture of the Poor
Sometimes I struggle to stay positive. I think of all the rich kids and hate them for their wealth. Part of my despises it and part of me has such jealousy burning inside. I would use the money to continue my education, I could move and find a job and provide for myself. Instead, I see them flying across the world, pasting pictures of their 'holidays' (which seem to never end) in Spain, Morrocco and other such destinations. I sit at my parents place, working since I was 15 and before that cleaning the house for my mother without allowance. I've been saving my money since I was five and still feel like I never have enough.
I'd like to think that the battle of the classes has been surpressed in Canada, that money has been dispersed but it's all a lie. The rich still prosper and the poor still strive. I've realized my class in life. Perhaps with a bit of enthusiasm and Weberian methodology I could rise to the top but my chances are slim. So I've decided that creating my own business is the next thing to do. I'll be my own boss. I may not be rich but hopefully I can make a content life for myself and rid myself of my hatred towards the rich.
Even though they may work hard, and that they cannot control their wealthy circumstances as some 'woe to them' have been born into wealth. No, no, the culture of the poor will have to do for me. That is if I had a choice, because the poor, we don't have a choice. Our only choice is to ignore the naggings of money and focus on what we can find content in. But some days I must admit can be quite challenging, but the good thing is: you're not alone.
I'd like to think that the battle of the classes has been surpressed in Canada, that money has been dispersed but it's all a lie. The rich still prosper and the poor still strive. I've realized my class in life. Perhaps with a bit of enthusiasm and Weberian methodology I could rise to the top but my chances are slim. So I've decided that creating my own business is the next thing to do. I'll be my own boss. I may not be rich but hopefully I can make a content life for myself and rid myself of my hatred towards the rich.
Even though they may work hard, and that they cannot control their wealthy circumstances as some 'woe to them' have been born into wealth. No, no, the culture of the poor will have to do for me. That is if I had a choice, because the poor, we don't have a choice. Our only choice is to ignore the naggings of money and focus on what we can find content in. But some days I must admit can be quite challenging, but the good thing is: you're not alone.
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