"Not the needle, nor the thread, the lost decree. Saying nothing, that's enough for me."
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I always thought that when the jackpot prize for the grand lottery is still under up for grabs after reaching past 350 million pesos, it's my calling. But I never bothered queuing in the line. I'm very paranoid that my 20 pesos is already valuable on its own and I know that I will just miss it anyway, the chance of winning.
Let me be blunt here. If I do win the 600 something million pesos, I'd save a million to secure my tuition fee for the rest of my life, another million to buy a condo an inch away from my school, another million or two to get a car for myself and pay for driving school, half a million to build my own home studio, and the rest? I'd give it to my father.
But you see, I always have this vision for my fellow countrymen living in Masbate. I want to give them their own CLEAN water supply and a nearby hospital. I just don't know where to start.
I guess I want to be one of those hopeful people but I think too much money that I did not even work hard for will make an evil out me. I leave it to the hands of people who deserve it.