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nice story..
hope u dont mind if i share mine
i ran away from home when i was 17 yrs old(im more like a black sheep).. my dad give me 100k and told me never to come home agen.. i have no shelter, so i slept on the floor evernight at my barkada's rented room. i brought only two shirts, one shorts and two undies, dat means YES i stink back then.. and i could barely eat ones a day
i played my money, started with a prawn farm after a year, my money trippled.. then a friend introduced me to investments and capitalism, first i invested on a small carenderia, & ktv bars then 2 years later i made my own company.. and now, im managing 37 subsidairy companies which include jollibee foods corp.
and i bought my first condo unit 2 years ago, then late 2008 i bought 3 houses, 18 cars, 1 yacht and il be turning 27 this year.. i still have those two shirts, one shorts and two undies dat i brought since the day i left home.. (just for keeps)
oh and yes, i never came back home again.. sad but true .. . .
success is in all of us, it is only waiting for whoever grabs it.