Saturday, August 19, 2006
And what's wrong with my hair?...Due to unbelievable amount of free time, things that I can blog about are suddenly flying into my grey matter and asking for attention.
Like a flashing neon sign.
"Type about me!"
Anyway, before I lose this idea and get really annoyed at myself for coming up with something to talk about only to lose it so easily.
Which always happens.
Well now that I've got that off my chest...
I haven't blogged about the box I had recieved overseas right?
Well, I recieved one from America last, last week and I had to go and get it from the post office of Valenzuela City.
Now being the clueless-I-don't-know-how-to-get-around-anywhere-without-help-because-I'm-gonna-get-lost-person that I am, I had to beg Kuya Ohna to take me to the place.
Before I forget the main reason for this, I am not blogging about the box.
I mean the box was cool and all and I really got cool stuff. And I really loved it.
Thank you the Guy.
Anyway, what I really wanted to talk about was how the culture here in the Philippines always seem to surprise me. Let me give examples.
As Kuya Ohna and I were walking, I could see this bunch of girls giving me the evil eye.
I'm figuring... why do they automatically assume a person is with someone just because they're walking alone together?
Is it just me...?
Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I honestly could have sworn that one girl would have killed me with her laser eye beams if she was the girl version of Cyclops from Marvel Comics.
During the wait for my box, me and Kuya Ohna had to wait for a while outside before I got to see the box.
Which may I just say is a very big box. You know the kind you see that people use to put their stuff in when they're going overseas or a Balikbayan Box as people would like to call it.
So me and Kuya where waiting patiently, when he points to someone who looks like a Japanese wanna-be taking a picture. Kuya told me how he knew that guy because they usually play basketball together and that that guy was going to Japan [Japanese wannabe going to Japan. Why am I not suprised?]
So I figured since they knew each other, they were at least going to acknowledge each other right? I mean if you knew if the guy was going to leave the country soon and you've shared a game of hoops with him a couple of times, you were at least going to be civil right?
He passed by Kuya Ohna and no one said a word.
And here I was sorta hoping that Kuya Ohna would introduce me to his friend.
Hey, that guy was the closest I'm gonna get to Japan and I was you know, keen on showing him that I was not impressed that he was going to Japan and I'm stuck here.
"Jana, this is [blah-blah-bitty-blah-Japan] and he is going to Japan."
See! I was going to be cool!
But nooo. They didn't even look at each other.
I asked Kuya how come he didn't say hi to his friend and he said...
"He is going to feel popular."
I love my Kuya but wha-?
End of Examples.
I mean first showing your love for rock music on the street is taboo and now this.
Ah the great Philip of Pines.
Nothing further, your honor.
Lotsa love, Jana