The 54th Deadline: Luxury

“We all should count the blessings in our lives, but certainly having money makes a difference.”

I have never been “rich” before, nor have I really experienced what it is like to be even “well-off” growing up. My parents both worked paycheck-to-paycheck jobs, and this meant money was limited. Especially when I was younger, you could rule out random luxuries like cable television, exciting vacations out of state or anything of that sort. Sure, not getting these kind of things growing up kind of sucked to some degree, but I managed.

They are all luxuries after all, and all of which is tied to money. The $ symbol means a lot, and both of my parents immigrated to this country to have more opportunities. When my mother, bless her heart, would talk about how she was so happy making $5 an hour back then…

You can’t help but feel a bit humbled by such a thing, that someone like my mother was so content with making that little of money to pay the bills with and put food on the table. And yet, here I am in 2016, toiling away just to establish some kind of stability in the bank account department.

But the thing is… It never feels like it is enough. It never seems to get anywhere. It just feels like a never-ending grind, and you aren’t even moving an inch every few steps. It’s like a millimeter or even less than this at every possible checkpoint. Slow and steady wins the race, right? Sure, in principle this sounds all good, but I don’t want to keep doing this for the next five years, let alone for the rest of my life.

I started off as an aspiring journalist when I graduated from college years ago, and obviously I wasn’t going to be rich being a bonafide journalist. I kept telling myself that I was not in it for a money, but my viewpoints on such a notion has since changed after being at the mercy of having a limited amount of income to my name for any given month.

As someone who has been long-termed unemployed for extended periods at a rsz_1rsz_hayate_no_gotoku_2nd_season_-_19_-_large_13_2137.jpgtime, as someone who has had his share of wake-up calls when staring at the monthly bank summaries, I want to change my life around and this all starts with the notion of money.

Yes, I am going to come off as a bit superficial, but hey… I am typing this blog post out using a computer I scrounged penny after penny to put together. It’s not the best piece of computer equipment on the market, but I am proud I made it all possible because I decided to tough it out and work long hours just to save up for this dang thing. It’s mine. I earned it.

And thus, something like the computer I am using to the other random blessings in my life… I can’t take them for granted. I shouldn’t. I made this dire mistake over the years when I would be so complacent with having actual luxuries in my life without really understanding or appreciating what the true value in each of them was.

A roof over my head.

A fridge full of food.

A bed to sleep on at night.

Each of these random luxuries and more were things I could say I had. There are people out there who are homeless. There are people out there who are legitimately suffering due to lack of money, but I always had some kind of safety net to keep me from completely reaching the very bottom whenever I happened to fall.

But the latest chapter in this ongoing story has me in a position where I need to evaluate and transition toward the true next stage of the game. It is as if the universe always finds a way to give me another catalyst to utilize. I just need to be smart about it and start putting it all together. My recipe for success has to come together. Continue reading

Everyday NhanSense – Day 29

Everyday NhanSense: Each day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.

Day 29’s Topic: Transportation.
Four quarters.

For a grand total of  $1 American, I get to hitch a ride on a bus  to any of the major areas in town, if you want to call them that, and it’s necessary for me when I need to be somewhere at certain times. I live high up on a hill that takes at least 40 minutes on foot to walk down to any store or place I would need to head toward.

If my landlord isn’t home, this leaves pretty much the bus as my only real option of getting to a destination within a reasonable amount of time. I’m not particularly lazy when it comes to walking down the hill or anything, as I actually do enjoy a good walk to clear the mind and whatnot.

It’s just that it’s winter here, and rather than dealing with all the cold weather, it’s just so much easier to yank out four quarters from my kitty bank (yes, I have a kitty bank) and wait at a bus stop than to hike around for literally hours of the day on foot.

DSC03502Transportation is something you don’t think about until you are stripped of your mobility. I certainly came to grips with this for the past few years.

I also quickly learned to get past that stupid stigma about people who ride the bus, with that stigma implying only losers/really sketchy individuals take the bus. For this town I am living in, anyway, that’s not the case.

People from all ages, whether rich or poor, hop along for a ride throughout the day. I have seen high school kids sit next to nurses who work at the hospital. I have seen average Joes and people in business suits.

Sometimes, it really is just a matter of convenience and nothing more. There shouldn’t be any real shame in taking the bus. Ever. Besides, I can also throw out there that the public transportation for this town I am living in is quite excellent. Very efficient.

It’s interesting. When I was a kid, I looked forward to the day when I could drive. Maybe it was because I just disliked taking the school bus for some reason. After all, driving means you have a sense of freedom. You can drive to and from places at your own leisure.

The day I could drive to high school on my own like a big boy was quite a personal accomplishment. But fast-forward to my current situation, and you will find that I don’t have a vehicle to call my own.
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Chousoku Henkei Gyrozetter (Opening 1)

English Translation
Let’s go! Let’s go!
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s kick it up!
Let’s go! Let’s go!

It’s always the same, boring routine every day
Let’s break out of it and stand up to a new challenge
A spark of lightning runs through our hearts
It keeps transforming, and we can’t stop it

Let’s ride the coolest wind
And kick it up all the way to the end of the world!
We’ll go the fastest we can to chase away the darkness
And change it into a scenery of light
Just keep going – there’s nothing to be afraid of
You decide your past and your future

Let’s go! Let’s go!
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s kick it up!
Let’s go! Let’s go!
Let’s go! Let’s go! Let’s kick it up!

Random Robots

If I needed to serve something fierce to someone, I think this dance would be something worthwhile to bust out. I gotta find four other people, though. XD

This is from the anime called “Chousoku Henkei Gyrozetter.”

Winter Woes

I really hate the snow. Things were so pleasant this winter because I did not have to deal with the cold, white stuff on a continued basis … but now it’s like Mother Nature’s way of saying, “Did you think I would forget?”

Ugh, now that the snow is here, I am hoping the weather ends up being reasonable. I have to drive up and down a really HUGE HILL to reach my part-time job. I am not looking forward to dealing with this in possible blizzards and while trying to traverse icy roads. >.>