Thursday, November 11, 2010

When you wish you were dead

 There was a time in my life that i wish I was dead, no pains, no crying moments, no thinking of what the future life may bring and annoying people to deal with. I wish my life would end as fast as my heart and thoughts could cope up to, but those thoughts, I realized were just a mere feeling of depression. I can say it's just mere because I am still aware I'm depressed, funny for people who don't know how does hurt hurt so much and pain painful to bear.
    Maybe some of you get a thought of insanity, crazy, fool and mentally distracted. But living a life like people who commit "suicide" maybe, just maybe we'll comprehend things far from our understanding.
The founder of Kodak, George Eastman, a very rich man, committed suicide. It is said that in his suicide note he wrote, "there is nothing more." How do we understand the life he had? He was a high school dropout, judged "not especially gifted" when measured against the academic standards of the day. He was poor, but even as a young man, he took it upon himself to support his widowed mother and two sisters, one of whom was severely handicapped.He began his business career as a 14-year old office boy in an insurance company and followed that with work as a clerk in a local bank. And his ability to overcome financial adversity, his gift for organization and management, and his lively and inventive mind made him a successful entrepreneur by his mid-twenties, and enabled him to direct his Eastman Kodak Company to the forefront of American industry. His sincere concern for the education of African Americans brought gifts to the Hampton and the Tuskegee Institutes. One day in 1924, Eastman signed away $30 million to the University of Rochester, M.I.T., Hampton and Tuskegee. As he laid down the pen he said, "Now I feel better." In explaining these large gifts, he said, "The progress of the world depends almost entirely upon education. I selected a limited number of recipients because I wanted to cover certain kinds of education, and felt I could get results with those named quicker and more directly than if the money were spread." Eastman often made the beneficiary match his gift in some way, so the institution would have the confidence of standing on its own. For him, great wealth brought the greater opportunity to serve. Eastman died by his own hand on March 14, 1932 at the age of 77. Plagued by progressive disability resulting from a hardening of the cells in the lower spinal cord, Eastman became increasingly frustrated at his inability to maintain an active life, and set about putting his estate in order. Sad isn't it? so if we may to judge him how do we assess it? Life have so much that sometimes we fail to peek a bit of it's chances and opportunities, why don't we look and grab it for once? We may never pass this way again and the decisions you make today determine where you will be tomorrow.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

No change for the P500 bill~

Funny how we tend to asses our life, some may say life is not fair, others described it as "Life is Beautiful", worse as it may seem Life is described to be short. Whatever Life that is, a choice on living on it is all that matters. A customer gave a P500 bill over her payment of P50, WoW! what an annoying phase of my Life (partly). However she was given her change of P450 after 30mins (more or less). In between of that 30mins. She started the conversation with a question about "Photography workshop" since the partner of my husband will be conducting the said workshop. And that she introduced her connections on disseminating the info faster, that's why I came to know Ms. Leah Valle since she's in-line in Photography and Fashion... and the conversation continues.. 'till the idea of making a Blog. We've talked so much that even time was spared, she was a subject of my interest, to rephrase She's Interesting! and She's Angie Maestrado my new Friend. So good to know that we share the same interest and we have something in common that made us feel closer, the expression of LIFE. and would be a good friend as my journey of life continues. If I'd given her the change in the seconds of 5, would you think we can create the friendship that we have now? Well, for me and Angie we were meant to meet in our Life's Journey. I should say that Life for me runs randomly. Shalom.