i've decided that i am going to pursue that job in Baguio, despite of the low salary.  my mother was angry at me upon learning from me that decision.  she might be thinking that she is still going to financially support me. with that low salary, she believed that it would be really impossible for me to survive on my own.  i know.  i know.  she had a point.  her views and thoughts 'have always been true'.  they have always been right. 

literally translated in english, there is no money in the social sciences.  this has always reverberated in my mind.  true.  right.  very much true, very much right.  i entered this field because i have grown to like this field.  i'm not that type who aims for a five-digit salary.  i'm not into money that much.  money is money.  it is basic, but not the most important.  i do understand that my mother was just concerned of me being financially short (or deprived). or perhaps, she is concerned that i have graduated from college already and yet i will still be a continuing burden to her.  i opted to shift work because of the experience i will derive from that job.  eventually, i know i am going to attain a higher salary.  not now, but in the right time.  a lot of thoughts still pouring on my head...but i have to start working now.  [to be continued]