My name is Virgilio...

Life is beautiful...unless you made it ugly.
I am human,Compare with other god's creation, I posses seven wonder of this world.To see, to feel, to taste,to smell,to touch, to laugh and to love, supposed to be, i should be happy.but, beyond this wonder,life seems so incomplete.
I am in the middle of life right now, my age will not be considered young nor old. Compare to other people the same age as mine, I could tolerantly say that i am not in the worst line of desperates,nor belongs to the luckiest.I have a job,and i am earning minimally, other's don't while others earn excessively.I had a number of good friends, conversants,drinking partners and obvious oppositions.I had almost the limitations of life.From financial limitations to some physical capabilities.honestly, I am not a good looking person.
My life is a circle,earn-spent-earn.The module of my life is all about struggling for survival.There's a foresight of restless,yet,my life requires me to strive.One day less of work,means no earning, a week of starvation is awaiting.I am lucky, coz i am not alone in this state of life.