Winning Big

THE SUICIDE NOTE

       Mother,Father, I love you both. I know that I have not been the best son that you expected me to be, so I want to say I’m sorry. I want to donate my possessions to charity, for I know that there are many people in the world that are more in need of it than me. I have a car a beautiful one that I want to give to you guys. I hope you can take good care of it and drive it safely. I write this with tears dripping down my chin and I sincerely want to apologize for not living up to your expectations. I have not done anything noteworthy. I confess I was the one that broke your beloved porcelain sculpture, and blamed it on Rover. Please do not let your grief destroy your lives like how it destroyed mine.Live and prosper, or you will end up like me.

       Two days ago, I met a man, unknowingly served him, and destroyed the very company that I work for. For this, my boss fired me and sued me. I am now left with the only things in my apartment. I was sued by my company for fraud, treason, and revealing confidential information. I do not have the money to hire a good lawyer, so trial sentenced me for at least 30 years in prison, and a fine of half a million dollars. I cannot stand prison, and I cannot obtain that kind of money or place the burden onto you guys. I have failed to be a civil person in society. I am sorry mom and dad; I hope you can forgive me. I want to apologize to the world too, may my absence make it a better place. Goodbye.

Note: this story is a fictional story created by yours truly, it does not reflect my life and it will not impact my thoughts. Thanks for asking.

Winning Big

THE TRANSACTION

       This morning as I headed for work, I received a package with a letter sent by Mr. Chris. Inside, there was a shiny key,likely a car key, for it had a silver peace sign at the body of the key. Also,the letter wrote:

"To a diligent man, needing of motivation, here is a gift from me to you." ~Mr. Chris.

       I was really excited, so I trotted downstairs forgetting my suitcase, which I ran back up to get. Outside, a shiny black Mercedes parked elegantly along the curb glistened in the sun. It was too much, so instead, I walked as usual to work. I didn’t want to see Mr. Tien so I directly went into the conference storage room, and located the file Mr. Chris was looking for. Immediately, I left the building and went to the place where Mr.Chris and I were going to meet up. I was bliss, so I called my mom and told her how much I loved her. She asked if I was on drugs.

       At noon, Mr. Chris arrived at the corner of Luck Avenue and Lust Road where I was waiting. It was unusually windy and it began to drizzle. He greeted me and ask show I was doing and I replied and asked the same. Then I gave him the files, he opened the files and skimmed through them, thanking me as he left without a word. After that, I didn’t go back to work; Mr. Chris had made my day and I didn’t want to ruin it again. I headed home, feeling pretty good about myself and I saw color. The dullness of my life seemed to pass away, colors shot out from buildings and it seemed as if my life had been fulfilled. At night, I ate at my favorite restaurant and ordered my favorite but pricey meal. Ah, it was just like my mother’s cooking, perfect and delicious.

Note: this story is a fictional story created by yours truly, it does not reflect my life and it will not impact my thoughts. Thanks for asking.

Winning Big

THE FORTUNE

       I bumped into the Mr. Chris this morning, a CEO of a rival company called Webb Industries;well technically he bumped into me. I was walking into the office when he spilled my coffee into my shirt. He offered to get me a new shirt and coffee,but I refused. However, he insisted, told me to “hang out” with him and said that he’d covered for my absence today at work. Honestly I needed a shirt and that was one of the only two that I wore for the last two years. For the first time in 5 years, I began to smile again. Why can’t Mr. Tien be so nice like Mr.Chris? Anyways I hopped onto his limousine and there were wine glasses,Champagne on ice, and my favorite, a Jacuzzi. He didn’t ride with me, but I bet he had a more interesting ride than the one I was in.

       Few minutes later, I was at one of his houses. I walked in and saw a giant Chandelier,hanging from an elevated ceiling. Clothes, food, and my coffee had been prepared in the guest bedroom. The cold feeling of silk ran through my arms as I put on the shirt. And the warmth of coffee loosened my throat. Mr. Chris came in later and we began to talk. He asked if I was fine and if the food was good,I nodded and thanked him at least twenty times before he started talking again.Curiously I asked him what he was doing at Steven Incorporated this morning. He said that there was a file the he left there at the conference room storage when he visited on business. The guard wouldn’t let him in so he was stuck there until he bumped into me. So then he asked if I knew where to get it and to get it for him. I promised to get the file for him; I mean it was the least I could do to pay him back. I mentioned to him that I was now working for him as a joke, and he laughed too. He wanted to meet up with me tomorrow at lunch and then I could give him the file. So I agreed and came home.

Note: this story is a fictional story created by yours truly, it does not reflect my life and it will not impact my thoughts. Thanks for asking.

Winning Big

THE USUAL

       Today I walked into the office and directly to Mr. Tien’s office. And I was right, he didn’t do anything, and this doesn’t change any of my thoughts about him. I begged him and even said that I will take all of the cases in the next two months, but he refused. Why can a man be so inconsiderably stubborn? I also tried to persuade him to at the very least give me a 5% raise, again I was denied. He looked frustrated and annoyed,so I left. I was purely sad, I didn’t what to do. I sat at my desk semi-conscious,something had died in me.

       I didn’t even have someone to talk to, the co-workers minded their own business and I couldn’t call anyone at work. My eyes swelled up, as I continued to finish my work. Now, as I write this entry, I’m using a worn out pen that I can barely even see the ink marks on the paper. Hope, the word rings in my ear,hope, there is none. I wish that I can work happily without worrying about adversities and the likelihood of me being fired, but it’s difficult. I have read optimistic articles from free newspapers to cheer me up, but none of them seemed to help.I guess I’m stuck in this condition for the next 40 years.

Note: this story is a fictional story created by yours truly, it does not reflect my life and it will not impact my thoughts. Thanks for asking.

Winning Big

THE EXPOSITION

       It’s been ten years since I started working for Steven Incorporated. They haven’t given me a single praise or raise. Every day I walk into the office and I ask myself, “What am I doing?” I am honestly the best employee in the company. I work twice as long as the other employees and they notice too. It feels as if Mr. Tien is purposely trying to hold me back for something, but he just happily minds his own business and ignores me. Today I asked Mr. Tien for a promotion, but he looked at me with disdain and keeps telling me how I am in the best position for the company. I’m not an idiot; I can tell when someone is sarcastic. What kind of nonsensical logic is that! You say that I am smart, or good for the job, and then don’t recognize me. I also told him that I really needed the money to pay for my rent and debt, but he declined. No one understands me; my life is dull, unfulfilled, and empty.

        I get that being in sales is my profession, but my dream is to get an office of my own and at least become a manager of some sort. I get a better pay, a higher rank, and let’s face it, I am suitable for it. I wish that something will just magically happen, and I become what I am potentially capable of. I’m too good to be wasting my time in the lower class, there must be a change. I will perhaps ask Mr. Tien again to reconsider. He’ll probably say the same thing over and over again and waste my time. Why do I even bother asking him? Right,because mom said that there is always a little hope in every situation. I’ll try my best.

Note: this story is a fictional story created by yours truly, it does not reflect my life and it will not impact my thoughts. Thanks for asking.

The Pearl Demolition

1. After Kino leaves his Juana and Coyotito, he creeps up to the trackers quietly. However, Coyotito makes a murmur and alerts the trackers forcing them to get close to Juana and Coyotito. Hastily, Kino jumps out and stabs one of the trackers, gruesomely killing him. The other tracker, scared out of his pants dropped his rifle and ran. Kino picked up the gun and shot the other tracker. He came close to him and shot him again between the eyes.
2. As Kino and Juana walks into the town, the villagers scorn him, loopking away as if they abandoned them. The walk steadily with Kino holding the rifle and Juana carrying something in her shawl. They walk past the ruins of their home and into the sea, where Kino take out the Pearl and releases it into the open waters. At this time, Juana reveals what was in her shawl and Coyotito, with half of his head blown away lay inside the shawl, dead.
3. Defeated, Kino and Juana walk into the town without emotion. The book describes a darkness, so powerful that made the villagers disdain them, and the people said that he carried fear in them. The darkness blew the people away, generating fear and whispers, pain and enmity for the villagers from Kino and Juana. They do not seem to care how others look towards them, the pity of the villagers, and how the villagers tried to avoid them. They walk into the waters and Kino reveals the Pearl, tossing it into the water, for it had brought death to the young Coyotito, whom lay inside Juana's shawl.

Turn around, there might be something behind you.

Paranoia (n.) - A mental illness caused by fear or anxiety that forces people to generally think whether something bad or nothing at all will occur.

Kino is not paranoid. Although it may seem that he is, Kino, as a careful and loving person, was not paranoid at all. However, he was taking precautions. In fact, people tend to take precautions; we prefer it. Not only do we prefer taking precautions, we also tend to think of possibilities that might occur, and deal with them. This is clearly different from Paranoia. First of all, Kino did not have any mental illnesses. Secondly, although Kino says he fears "everyone", it is not true, because the only things we fear in the world is the lack of understanding mysteries. For instance, talking in front of people in a fear that many people have due to the fact that they do not know what the audience is going to do. Kino was well aware at the very least, the worst case scenario in this situation was that the pearl was stolen. His expectation of everyone stealing the pearl was extremely high. He knew what was to happen, thus, not paranoia just precautions.

Jinx!

"It is not good to want a thing too much. It sometimes drives the luck away. You must want it just enough and you must be very tactful with God or the gods." John Steinbeck, The Pearl

From Meme Generator*

      Rain, one of human being's worst nightmares, filled with mystery and gloom, characterized by its evil intent, falls upon the 8 year old me, eager for a fun weekend trip. Looking forward to this, during school I begin to wonder to myself when class will ever end. Once school ended, it seemed a lifetime before I got home and prepared for the trip. Previously, the week had gone by without any rain at all; clear blue skies of the suburban Canadian residents. Despite the fact the it had not rained, it also reported on the news that there will be no showers during the weekend. 

      Relieved, I set back into my chambers and began writing homework regardless of whether it was to rain or not. Unfortunately, the current study on the water cycle begged to differ, it pranced around the diligent mind, causing digression; where it led to a series of thoughts regarding rain. Coping with the thought of rain on a fun trip during the "48 freedom", I prayed and hoped that it will not rain. Fortunately, there was NO RAIN on the weekend; it was the clearest, bluest, sunniest, most magnificently beautiful day that I have EVER seen in  my life. Indeed, it had rained, and the trip was postponed.

      The mind plays tricks on the body, even when we know that the thought will not affect the environment. If you think something too much, it may jinx the thought and will not happen. I believe the body determines the expectation of whether something will occur, but the mind plays tricks; and when it does not occur, one may think it was due to the amount of thought they put into the expectation, in other words, jinx. Noetic science studies how the human body can control physical objects through thorough and meticulous thought. However, Noetic Science has not yet been fully developed or researched, but likewise in reality, people tend to over-think and realize that what they thought impacted on the result of the thought.

*Don't want to get sued.

Super Juana

"Strongest" women I know in my opinion

      Juana is a strong woman that clearly shows her authority and power in The Pearl. Although Coyotito had been stung by a scorpion, she shows little concern of it until she sends people to go for the doctor. The story explains that Juana could stand fatigue and hunger almost better than her husband ever could, meaning she could bear all the hardships that tackled her. Furthermore, she was also a patient, obedient, respectable, and a cheerful woman. Juana shows her lack of feminine characteristics based on the descriptions in The Pearl.

      Assuming that Juana was a Native American, Native Americans live in a matrilineal society, where the women have more power over the men. Unlike the European patrolineal society, Juana was probably the head of the community, which granted her power and authority. For example, she would command the spectators to get the doctor and once she was told the doctor would not come, she decided to take the matters into her own hands. Also, in the story, having to hear Juana say that she needs a doctor was a rare and remarkable thing to hear, meaning that she does not ask for the doctor very often. Juana is a women of a Matrilineal society giving her power and authority over others.

Also the "strongest" women I know in my opinion