Why do we keep on Investing?
Siya. Sige. Bahala na nga muna. Wag na muna mag-isip. Nerve endings,whaever. Hehe. Bahala na. Mahirap talaga pag naubusan ako ng gold coins ng katuwaan. Problema, di ko alam kung saan ko nagasta. Pahirapan na namang mag-ipon. Kaya bawal ang uber sa saya. Nagiging magasta na ako lately, wtf. At wala na namang supply.Ang Phisix, nung isang araw, bumagsak, tas nag-zoom pataas. Buti pa ung local currency, appreciating. Ung stock market, magulo talaga. Too risky, yet more and more people are investing on it. At times, you end up with a hefty amount after a day's trading. Or, you lose them all. Faced with that fact, it never ceases to amaze me why people still cash in on these gains, when the other side is also the gloom of losing all you've got. They know the rules, they know what's at stake, tumatalon ka sa tuwa, tapos mamaya natalo ka na pala. Ouchy ouch naman.Well, I guess you could put all the blame to human nature. Mahilig mag-invest kahit pa the picture is a tad gloomy already. Well, I was dreaming of being an investor. Little did I know, investor na pala ako. The gold coins, they were innumerable once, not anymore. I anticipated this, but not this grave. Well, anyway, for the hmft time, bahala na. Pag naubos na ung gold coins, pwedeng manghingi na lang muna. Or tumigil na lang.Labels: tracking the stock market ang hobby..
At the Crack of Dawn
It's quite alarming that blogging has been an outlet, or much like that, when I want to vent certain stuff that I know people wouldn't understand fully. Or maybe I was just pre-judging everyone else. Well, for certain thingamajigs, I could, of course, relate my deep resentments to, say, three people, eh? Yep, three people. Not that I'm isolating them from the many others there, but I would say, my nature really searches for persons I share the same annoyances, or could relate to my present dilemma. Well,at least, that proves Jessica Zafra's words still ringing from every corner of my head, "There are no really personal opinions. People say what others want to hear." Exactly.Well, the past few weeks of non-blogging proved freakingly normal. Well, not that much normal. I, of course, broke so many hearts, frustrated millions, and became the center of disappointment. Sino-centrism? Who knows, sino anyway?(Ehehe. Just joking.) Holy week is not REALLY holy. The first of the many years that I broke the family tradition of being a bummer, while watching full-length movies, or show-marathons. And speaking of holy, there's this time that I was casted in a cenaculo. Creepy me.Well, I wouldn't make a fuss about holy saturdays, or easter sundays, or the normal monday afterwhich. Well, the days were a good triumvirate. Happy. Fulfilling. Quoting from that line from the abs-cbn webpage, "If you are a strict catholic, pleasure is tantamount to sin." And of course, I sinned. Oh dear me. I sinned! "Happy Easter.. There's still pentecost."*roosters gone wild*Labels: Lenten Season, pero di nagluluksa
