The things money cannot buy

for how much?

For several days now, this song about wanting to be a billionaire (so freaking bad) has been playing over and over in my head.  And so yesterday, it got me thinking about the things that I KNOW I will spend money on if, by any chance, I become a billionaire.  The idea was to blog about it.  Come up with a list and share it with fellow bloggers — and even invite blog friends to share their thoughts on how they intend to spend their billions. 

Everything comes with a price tag. 

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This morning, as I was drawing up a list in my mind, I couldn’t help but realize that there ARE indeed things that money cannot buy.  We have heard about the lines “Money can’t buy happiness,” and “Can’t buy me love” numerous times.  The great Beatles even wrote a song about the latter.  But other than happiness and love, I came up with other things that surprisingly cannot be bought.  

So I decided to shelve the Supergoddess shopping list first to dwell on…  

The things that money cannot buy:  

length vs width

1)  Height. We know that there are so many products out there that claim they “can make you slimmer in just so and so days.”  You may choose between popping slimming pills, buying a treadmill or even that Total Core equipment (that I so intend to buy).  Or you may go to a slimming spa where they will use all these gadgets on you “to break the fat.”  If you have the funds and the courage, you can go under the knife — have a tummy tuck or a lipo.  

Yes, if you have the means, you can buy your way to a sexier you.  Yet I don’t think I ever came across something that can make you taller “in just seven days.”  At some point, each of us stops growing.  And that’s it.  You can’t add or lose inches (in height) depending on your food intake — unlike how one’s weight can easily go up and down.  You can’t be 5’3” today and be supermodel tall tomorrow. 

Of course you can always wear heels, but that’s simply not the point.  Sans tall shoes, once you’ve reached your maximum height that the creator intended you to have, then that’s it.  Unless someone invents a stretching machine that can pull you vertically so you can add an inch or two (… but why would anyone want to do that?)   

2)  Time. I believe even the brilliant minds will agree with me on this.  There are 24 hours in a day, 7 days in a week… and so on and so forth, in our world.  No amount of money can make you add more hours to your day.  We can’t buy more, nor can we buy back the time that was lost. We are pretty much constrained by what we have.  Best that we make good and full use of it. 

3)  Sheer Talent.  Some people are just born with it.  There are people who excel in various activities even without formal training.  Whether it is in the field of arts (like painting, singing, acting), academics (can mentally compute mathematical equations) or sports, there are people who were born gifted.  

Yes, we can pay for trainings and lessons, but the giftedness cannot be bought.  It was given.  Maybe that’s why it’s called a gift. 

watch the swagger

4) Confidence.  Admit it, some people were born timid and shy, while there are others who were born confident.  You can see it in the way they walk and talk.  You can see it in the person’s swagger. 

Of course it helps knowing that you have money in your pocket.  It somewhat gives one a sense of security, but it is not an assurance for self-confidence.  For some people, mustering enough confidence to speak in public is something that they really need to work on.  It’s not something that can easily be bought, basically because it comes from within. 

5)  Manners and Etiquette.  We can buy books on manners and etiquette.  We can go to all the personality development trainings and seminars.   But if we don’t internalize what we have learned, or we don’t apply in our lives the things that we were taught, then the whole practice will prove to be futile.  

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Little Miss Manners

Regardless of how much money one has or was born into, if that person was not taught manners from day one, it will show in his daily ways – how he treats people, how he interacts, how he reacts under pressure.  You can pay for the training, but your actions and reactions are your own. 

6)  Respect.  I think it’s self-explanatory.  You cannot buy respect.  You earn it.  Bribing someone to respect you will make him NOT respect you all the more. 

7)  Inner peace.  I believe that no amount of money – whether in dollars, euro or whatever currency can guarantee one’s serenity and inner peace.  It takes a clear conscience.    It takes the knowledge that you have not wronged anybody and you are living a guilt-free life.  

Some people have loads of riches, yet are unhappy or are suffering from internal chaos.  There are others who live by the day, yet still have peace and joy.  

good times can't be bought

8)  Memories.  The time you spend with people you love, the big or little things that you do for yourself (or for others)… the smiles, laughter, even tears that you experienced…  all these are imprinted in your mind – and heart.  And we have these as we live day by day by day.  We can’t go to a store and say, “I want to buy this memory.”  

Memories are made, not bought.  It is really up to us to make good ones. 

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Contrary to my statement above, not everything comes with a price tag.  And when you really think about it, the things that don’t, somehow matter even more. 

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On blogging etiquette and the concept of personal space

There really ARE people who just don’t know the meaning of personal space.  Maybe it’s not just personal space that they have problems with… Maybe they just don’t know what etiquette means.  Maybe when they were young, nobody taught them about manners and respect.  Or maybe, just maybe, they are too darned self-centered that they don’t care about how other people will feel.  Still, maybe they are just plain dumb.

Yesterday I was searching for the web address of one of the blogs i liked here in wordpress, with the intention of adding it in my blogroll.  I got directed to another blog site… I thought it was the same one, the owner having just decided to change the theme/appearance of the page.  It had one of her entries, so I really thought it was hers.  As I scrolled down further, what I saw shocked me.  On the same page were obscene pictures… and I mean, obscene.  Of the icky, pornographic kind.  I was absolutely horrified!  The post I was looking for (which was sadly reposted at this site) was totally wholesome.  It was a parenting post, for Pete’s sakes!  How could this guy repost something so nice on his page which was totally vulgar?!

It’s appalling. It’s distasteful and repulsive. 

Okay, so maybe we are at risk whenever we publish something on the web.  Maybe every time we upload something, we should be ready that someone might repost it.  Maybe that’s the risk we bloggers have to take.  We want to be read.  We want other people to appreciate our work.  So maybe we are opening ourselves up to the criticisms, praises, actions and reactions of other people.

But then there’s still this thing called decency.    You simply don’t repost one person’s work without asking for permission.  More so, you don’t repost it on your site if you know that there’s totally NO relevance nor connection.  

A little decency, please.  Is that too much to ask for?

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Miss Manners

One thing I despise the most (hate is too strong a word… I try not to use it) is when someone dismisses you — in this case, ME — just like that. 

Like for instance, there’s something I am about to say and then the person I am speaking to suddenly says, “Shush…”  Okay, so maybe he is in deep thought about something… or maybe he’s in the middle of reciting his mantra… Still, that’s not reason enough to be rude, right?

Another instance, when you’re asking someone — in a very nice way— to do something, and that someone answers in a very curt manner, “Tomorrow.”  It just gets to me.  I am a patient person and I can wait ’til tomorrow (unless of course it’s an emergency), but it’s basically how the reply was delivered that irritates me.  For some reason, it felt and sounded like Donald Trump telling me, “You’re fired!”  Argh, scary.

For whatever reason you have to say no, well, you can always do it nicely. 

People have bad days, that I understand.  Some people are way too busier than others… that, I understand, as well.  Yet being busy doesn’t justify being snootiness.  Worse, we tend to be more insensitive towards people who are close to us… Why?  Because we know they will understand and that they will just let it pass?  And that makes it right?!

Learning experience for me, as well.  Maybe I should check myself, too, during those times that I am feeling stressed and I just lash out at anybody who’s unfortunate enough to be around me.  It’s just so not nice being rude. 

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Okay, done venting. 

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