i am a broken person

Spending too much on cellular phone cards, internet cards and even one useless, stupid phone card has left me broke and bed ridden. Lol
My parents left for Manila two days ago and won’t be back until Monday so I have to make do with the little allowance my father left me which has already become so little I couldn’t buy sugar coated peanuts on the street side. I could if I want to walk the hour or so ride from school to home.
I need to find a way to raise money; hmmm money makes the world go ‘round. I could get a job as tutor but my father won’t be too happy when he learns about it. I tutored Koreans two years ago and didn’t tell my parents about it. I eventually told my mother and made her keep it secret but she told my father anyway hehe. He didn’t act like he already knew what I’ve been doing but I know that he felt kind of disappointed.
The Koreans were staying in Cebu for vacation, we (Doris and I) tutored them for a month before they left for their homeland. I wasn’t so much in it for the money as for the chance to exchange culture with the East Asia people although it was part of it. I suspect that the Koreans also wanted that cultural exchange more than the desire to learn English which was the reason why they posted an ad in our school bulletin boards.
I took a summer job when I was 17 at City Hall. I didn’t like it. I go to the office sit all day doing nothing then go back home wondering why I feel so, so tired. Sometimes I arrange files or get grocery items for the regular employees or buy food from the outside for them like I’m some waitress taking in orders. I was so amazed at how menial work is distributed to different employees when the office can do with just 5 or 6 people.
One employee does the typing, another does the printing, one keeps files another send files to the bossing to sign. Most of them gossip around. A funny mister is the driver of the service vehicle, a fashionable employee handles those who want to take exams and yet another woman just sits on her chair fussing over her hair and make-up then gets up at 2 o’clock for her gym session and so on. Plus us, summer jobbers who are astounded by the scenes inside a government office, makes the office room too crowded. There are obviously too many cooks in the kitchen. An applicant will have to follow up his papers for not less than a month and sometimes if he is unlucky, his application papers would get lost somewhere in the process of having it go through on too many hands.
At the end of the month, I wasn’t too happy with my salary. I didn’t deserve it but grateful still with the money. I bought a good pair of shoes.
I have to have money on foundation week. I’m going to get a henna tattoo on the hip area with the word earth in Chinese characters. Lol. I’ve only 200 pesos left! What to do? What to do?
Mr, Cantones, the instructor on marketing management which I took last semester, the wig master, told us of a very morbid but profitable business. Selling body parts.
I can’t recall exactly how much one whole human body costs according to Mr. Cantones but it was an 8 digit number in dollars. The most expensive part, a million peso answer at Game Ka Na Ba, is the bone marrow. Do I have excess bone marrow I could sell?
He told us of body parts being transported to different regions in the world. Imagine eyeballs or whatever eye parts, hearts, lungs, livers, brains, nerves, limbs maybe even hair roots *lol inside resealable plastic bags sitting comfortably at the back of the plane. If you see a med looking person aboard a plane or ship, you ought to be suspicious.
Maybe I could sell one of my kidneys, but what if somebody in the family needs it? My lung perhaps? My father smokes a lot, he might need mine. Liver…I don’t want to have only a fraction of a liver. Brains? Lol, I don’t have one silly hehe. Heart? I’m reserving it for somebody I do not know yet and it’s not for sale. Eardrums? Can’t, I need to hear music. Tongue? Who’d want to buy a tongue anyway? Well if it’s my tongue you couldn’t imagine the value they’d put on it. It’ll be worth more than all the super powers combined. Spine? Are you crazy? Tonsils? Well, they always swell from my constant chewing of sweet delicacies...no no if I sell them I won’t have anymore bumps on the neck to touch. Involuntary muscles? I actually like the twitching movement in my cheeks and legs and eyelids. Eyes? The windows to my soul, no way anime! Hair? It’s my crowning glory. Varicose veins? Now that’s a good idea lol. Teeth? Only if they grow back again in seconds. Do I want to sell or not? Do I want money or what? Hmmmm…I wonder if there’s demand for nail clippings…