Because of them, I survive..

I am having a problem logging in into blogspot since my last entry..I didn't know why..My net connection has been very stable and I don't have any problem with other website..

Money..money..money...I had a financial problem after my vacation in the Philippines.. When I came back here, I only had 60$ in my pocket.. and 125 Moroccan dirhams..poor me.. Nobody met me at the airport so I spent 75dhs for my train fare.. then the guy who helped me brought my luggages didn't accept 10 dirhams but 20.. reason? it's Ramadan.. ok!

When I arrived in Rabat station, I had only 5dhs.. I could use if I take bus but, it's already 9pm and it's hard for me to go to the main road to look for one.. what I did? I rent a taxi.. It's illegal to get the blue taxi (they have routes and if police catches him, the driver will pay more than my fare.. so it was a risk for him).. In exchange of it, I have to pay 30dollars which is equivalent to 210dhs.. It's more than a thousand pesos... Do I have any choice? no!!! Money left? 30 dollars..

How did I survive? I dunno actually.. I arrived in Rabat last Sept 11.. In Sept 19, I went to Casablanca to attend a debut.. one of my friends lent me 50dhs for my fare.. and I have to owe some more money if I want to go back to Rabat.. There, came my savior.. One of the people that I consider my father here in Morocco..I borrowed 100$ from him and it was the money I used until I received my salary last Oct. 16th..

but mind you!! I only received 500dhs for my 3 hours tutoring with one kid.. so the money I received wasn't enough to pay my debts.. huhuhu.. here's came the rescue.. the same day I receive my salary, I received money from one of the guys I am dating.. Ok, I know what you are thinking.. He has been insisting to give me money.. but, I didn't accept it.. I only allowed him to hand me money when he said, ok, pay me when you have your money.. and then, voila.. I went to wafa express cash to get it..then after a couple of minutes, my business partner in the US, sent my money too.. it was the money I earned from interviewing applicants in our small business (I will tell you about it next time)..

It was really funny coz I was struggling for almost a month and then I was really saving my money to important things.. One time, I was counting the money I owed from my friends.. When I was in my previous job, I was the one counting the money that my friends borrowed from me but now, it's the opposite.. Anyway, I am really thankful coz people around me are willing to help.. They know what my situation is and why I left my job..

Just last week, I met my previous employer's brother.. I was really surprised when he gave me a thousand dirhams.. I didn't wanna accept it.. but he told me I made him and his sister a very very big favor.. (You will understand it later).. The brother (Kuya Martin) has been living here in Casablanca since 1992 but never visited this house.. He only visited here last Saturday.. I dunno if it was because of me or what.. Only one thing I know, God is there watching me and and gives me what I deserve.. He always gives me things that I ask from Him..

Thanks to them.. I was able to pay my house rent, internet card and my taxi fare everyday..I'm a survivor.. and I survive because of the people around me.. A million thanks!!!