10/30/2007
Linda
Hear ye, hear ye. Read all about it!
Please vote for this very delectable creature here.
She's going out on a date with me, when she wins:)
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10/13/2007
Big Words, Copied Lines
Shoot me people for being so bored and choosing today's topic. Like I will ever care. HA!
According to wikipedia:
Plagiarism (from the Latin plagiare, "to kidnap") is the practice of claiming, or implying, original authorship of (or incorporating material from) someone else's written or creative work, in whole or in part, into one's own without adequate acknowledgement. Unlike cases of forgery, in which the authenticity of the writing, document, or some other kind of object, itself is in question, plagiarism is concerned with the issue of false attribution.
Which brings to mind why I find it emphatically difficult to believe some of those blogs written by "pseudo" writers. Sure this is a free world, and we have this freedom of speech, freedom to express those covert thoughts. Bla, bla, bla. Yadda. Yadda. Yadda. Yeah sure, I understand that.
However, I feel immensely sorry for the ones from whom these phony bloggers stole the contents of their blogs without due acknowledgement. Is it too difficult to link the source in your blog? Or is it too embarassing to admit that you really can't compose a decent essay? It's alright. We all start from nonsensical blurbs. Nothing wrong with that.
I am no great writer myself, I know that. I, however, make sure that my entries are ORIGINAL. Or if I am forced to quote from a source, I make sure I LINK BACK!
Can't scrawl something of your own? Draft those dogmas in your native tongue, if you are not sure of the grammar. I'm sure nobody would mind. I won't mind. Do you mind?
Note to readers. Next time you want to impress your peers with your writing skills, make sure they will never find out where you stole those lines from. Ngork! It's so sad that you debase your friends' intelligence with those forged entries of yours.
How sad.
Go ahead and bitch about it. Make sure your grammar's right. While you're at it, go check out the meaning of INTEGRITY.
By the way, go figure the significance of the twin's picture. LOL!
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09/09/2007
How Stupid Can Anyone Get?
I got an invite in yahoo 360 from this person who calls himself Mr. Greasy Dargo. Name sounds lame, I denied but before I did so, I checked his blog and found this entry. The person in focus looks very familiar and I remember adding him some months ago.
However, when that jerk started sending me all those "moronic" messages, I deleted him from my friend's list. Not only that. I put him on ignore mode and reported him to yahoo, which yahoo never acknowledged.
I knew the guy is bullshit. Reading his messages before was a total waste of time. I can't even remember what went into my head and added him despite of his creepy dorky douchy yahoo id and worst even read his messages. Yikes. He had the nerve of telling me once that he won't send me a plane ticket to Italy if I don't show him my boobs. Dang! Do I look like a desperate imbecile ho for someone to even say that to me?
He's a classic example of an ONLINE MANIAC PERVE DOUCHEBAG! I feel sorry for the other girls who fell for his trap. I mean IT. Do you girls really think...?
Gah.
Are some women really that desperate? I refuse to believe that. I always thought we are the superior specie.
I'll think again...
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08/21/2007
General Ways of Pissin' People
Have you ever experienced getting annoyed to your ass, you want to spend the rest of your breathing hours plotting little evil ways of getting even? Well, scheme no more, for here are some of the great things you can do to totally ruin someone else's day.
I am planning to do them... one at a time... Hahahaha.
1. Any time a member of the opposite sex tries to talk to you, hold your hand up to prevent them from saying anything and say, "Look, I know what you're going to ask me... For the last time, no, I will NOT go out with you."
2. Ask people to prove everything they say. (e.g. "I'm Bob, nice to meet you..." "PROVE IT!")
3. Before exiting the elevator, push all the buttons.
4. Call the operator. When asked, "Can I help you?" reply, "No thanks, just browsing."
5. Close your eyes and start snoring whenever anyone tries to talk to you.
6. Develop an unnatural fear of staplers.
7. Every time someone asks you to do something or says something to you ask "Is that a threat?"
8. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.
9. Go up to a someone and say, "Are you annoyed by irrelevant questions?" And then walk away very quickly.
10. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance
11. Leave lipstick prints on people's cheeks and foreheads.
12. Lie to your therapist.
13. Make appointments for the 31st of September.
14. On the public bus, keep asking the driver nervously, "are we there yet?"
15. Phone McDonald's and try to make a reservation for that evening.
16. Repeat everything someone says as a question.
17. Send people annoying chain forwards with outrageous consequences like "If you don't send this to 300 people in 4 seconds you will die instantly" and then insist that it is true and it happened to your uncle.
18. Stand on a busy corner. Gasp, look and point up. See how many people look.
19. Throw newspapers back at paperboys.
20. When at an ATM, try to have a conversation with it, or pretend it stole your card. (This works best if there's a line.)
21. When in a conversation, look out the window, then say "Wait, start over. I wasn't paying attention."
22. When standing near a "high-class person," ask them, "Excuse me, but do I have a booger hanging on my nose? I thought I picked it off."
If and when you were done doing these stuff and you're still alive, consider yourself lucky. Trust me, no one would dare annoy you ever...
Goodluck!
*source - getannoyed.com
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07/29/2007
Dear Annie Choi and Alien Architects
Marissa sent me this open letter to architects penned by Annie Choi. And she wrote that my writing style is similar to Ms. Choi's, which was really cool, considering I have never read any of her work yet. What's even more sensational is that Ms. Choi has authored and published the hilarious book, "Happy Birthday or Whatever". I was like, flattered deliriously. Although I'd be honored to be identified with Robert Fulghum or David Sedaris, my two favorite essayists of all times, a fast-rising author like Ms. Choi herself is likewise gracious. 
I googled Annie to know her more and found her website. Read her reaction on how an innocent letter to building designers of the world generated hate and love letters from all over the universe. I Left a comment telling her how sad it is that some people can not take a jabber. Then, she actually replied to my comment! Awesome. I feel close to her already.
The letter which attracted varying reactions from architects and non-architects alike reminded me of a date I had a long time ago with an Indian draftsman. From aperitif to main entree, all he could talk about was the notable benchmarks of prehistoric and modern era, etcetera, etcetera.
The highlight of the dinner I think, was when he mentioned something like wanting to meet the creators of the Great Pyramids of Giza. I forgot now why he's dying to meet them. When I bluntly told him that to be able to do that, he has to go to Houston, Texas and send out a signal; he gave me a dumbfounded look... the look that I will never forget for as long as I live... the look that is more like, What the bleep are you talking about Mj?
I never heard from him after that date. He probably figured out how to contact them and they have decided to abduct him, for all I know.
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07/05/2007
Conversations with a Moron
I admitted in one of my earliest posts that I used to be addicted to chatting. That changed when I met the BF. I no longer spend long hours conversing with just anybody online. These days, chatting means few online friends, old friends, family, my son and the BF. I don't entertain casual chats anymore. I got tired of all the BS that some perverted people do online.
Anyway, the other night, this guy popped up. He got this really queer yahoo id, and based on experience, anyone with a preposterous sounding id always turns out to be a creep. Bored with the article that I was trying to finish, I decided to hear what this dork has to say.
For aesthetic purposes, I edited his (caps and punctuations only) without removing any "vital" parts.
Moron: I saw your profile in yahoo 360 and I am interested.
Me: Okay.
Moron: Do you like being worshipped?
Me: Who doesn’t?
Moron: You’re a good writer.
Moron: I read most of your entries.
Moron: Some are great, some are so-so.
Me: Thanks.
Moron: Seems to me that you have some followers. They call you deity.
Me: Not followers. They are my friends.
Moron: They worship you.
Me: They don’t.
Mj: It’s some kind of a personal joke between me and my friends.
Moron: I think you’re suffering from ADD like Paris Hilton.
Mj: You mean Amazingly Deviant Deity???
Moron: That’s very stupid.
Moron: I think you’re a stupid bitch.
Moron: It’s a waste of time talking to you.
And he has the nerve to tell me that? Ahahahhahaha!!!
I immediately put him on ignore mode when I noticed that he's typing a message again. Whatever he has to say, he can keep that to himself. I already heard what I wanted to hear.
The following night, I told the BF about the conversation and looked for his profile to show him. However, the profile, *****@yahoo.com, no longer exists. Hmmm....
So much about chatting with anonymous people with "temporary" yahoo id's.
Aaccckkkk!!!!!
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03/12/2007
Ten Commandments for Peaceful Living
I just have to share this beautiful peace I got in my in-box today.
1. Do Not Interfere In Others' Business Unless Asked.
Most of us create our own problems by interfering too often in others' affairs. We do so because somehow we have convinced ourselves that our way is the best way, our logic is the perfect logic and those who do not conform to our thinking must be criticized and steered to the right direction -- our direction. This thinking denies the existence of individuality and consequently the existence of God. God has created each one of us in a unique way. No two human beings can think or act in exactly the same way. All men or women act the way they do because God within them prompts them that way. There is God to look after everything. Why are you bothered? Mind your own business and you will keep Your peace.
2. Forgive And Forget.
This is the most powerful aid to peace of mind. We often develop ill feelings inside our heart for the person who insults us or harms us. We nurture grievances. This in turn results in loss of sleep, development of stomach ulcers, and high blood pressure. This insult or injury was done once, but nourishing of grievance goes on forever by constantly remembering it. Get over this bad habit. Believe in the justice of God. Let Him judge the act of the one who insulted you. Life is too short to waste in such trifles. Forgive, forget, and march on. Love flourishes in giving and forgiving.
3. Do Not Crave For Recognition.
This world is full of selfish people. They seldom praise anybody Without selfish motives. They may praise you today because you are in power, but no sooner than you are powerless, they will forget your achievement and will start finding faults in you. Why do you wish to kill yourself in striving for their recognition? Why find your value in what other people say about you? Just do your duties ethically and sincerely and leave the rest to God.
4. Do Not Be Jealous.
We all have experienced how jealousy can disturb our peace of mind. You know that you work harder than your colleagues in the office, but sometimes They get promotions; you do not. You started a business several years ago, But you are not as successful as your neighbor whose business is only one Year old. There are several examples like these in everyday life. Should you be jealous? No. Nothing will be gained by blaming others for your misfortune. Jealousy will not get you anywhere; it will only take away your peace of mind. - COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS AND REALIZE THAT YOU HAVE A LOT!
5. Change Yourself According To The Environment.
If you try to change the environment single-handedly, the chances are you will fail. Instead, change yourself to suit your environment. As you do this, even the environment, which has been unfriendly to you, will mysteriously change and seem congenial and harmonious.
6. Endure What Cannot Be Cured.
This is the best way to turn a disadvantage into an advantage. Every day we face numerous inconveniences, ailments, irritations, and accidents that are beyond our control. If we cannot control them or change them, we must learn to put up with these things. We must learn to endure them cheerfully thinking, "God wills it so, so be it." God's plan is beyond our comprehension. Believe in it and you will gain in terms of patience, inner strength and will power.
7. Do Not Bite Off More Than You Can Chew.
This maxim needs to be remembered constantly. We often tend to take more responsibilities than we are capable of carrying out. This is done to satisfy our ego. Know your limitations. Why take on additional loads that may create more worries? You cannot gain peace of mind by expanding your external activities. Reduce your material engagements and spend time in prayer, introspection and meditation. This will reduce those thoughts in your mind that make you restless. Uncluttered mind will produce greater peace of mind.
8. Meditate Regularly.
Meditation calms the mind and gets rid of disturbing thoughts. This is the highest state of peace of mind. Try and experience it yourself. If you meditate earnestly for half an hour everyday, your mind will tend to become peaceful during the remaining twenty-three and half-hours. Your mind will not be easily disturbed as it was before. You would benefit by gradually increasing the period of daily meditation. You may think that this will interfere with your daily work. On the contrary, this will increase your efficiency and you will be able to produce better results in less time.
9. Never Leave The Mind Vacant.
An empty mind is the devil's workshop. All evil actions start in the vacant mind. Keep your mind occupied in something positive, something worthwhile. Actively follow a hobby. Do something that holds your interest. You must decide what you value more: money or peace of mind. Your hobby, like social work or temple work, may not always earn you more money, but you will have a sense of fulfillment and achievement. Even when you are resting physically, occupy yourself in healthy reading or mental chanting of God's name.
10. Do Not Procrastinate And Never Regret.
Do not waste time in protracted wondering "Should I or shouldn't I?" Days, weeks, months, and years may be wasted in that futile mental debating. You can never plan enough because you can never anticipate all future happenings. Always remember, God has His own plan, too for you. Value your time and do the things that need to be done. It does not matter if you fail the first time. You can learn from your mistakes and succeed the next time. Sitting back and worrying will lead to nothing. Learn from your mistakes, but do not brood over the past. Do not regret. Whatever happened was destined to happen only that way. Take it as the Will of God. You do not have the power to alter the course of God's Will. Why cry over spilt milk?
May God help you remain at peace with yourself and the world around you!
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03/04/2007
Thoughts on Friendship
And I will always treasure the few ones who are always there- never washed away by the tides of time- staying, culminating their presence in my life and mine in theirs.
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08/20/2006
Gossiping Is Always Bad
Come on give me a break here. I know that from time immemorial because of the fact that women are left alone with other women in the caves while their partners are busy hunting, they (the women) are bound to talk to one another as a means of bonding. I already wrote about this in my Men and Women Talk Series. And if you are so curious to find out, go over my archive. I am just too lazy to post a link here. Heh!
Okay fine, bonding. There, a formidable reason why women talk a lot. It's their way of unleashing the everyday's burden, among other things. Bla bla bla. But really when women get together and start backstabbing another specie, that, is called gossiping!
I once read that "minding your own business... includes [avoiding] eavesdropping, gossiping, talking behind other people's backs, and analyzing or trying to figure out other people." I forgot who said that. These words ring true as I grew up always hearing my father admonishing mother to stay away from gossip mongers; that there's nothing positive one can benefit from gossiping, only enemies. Very true!
What do we gain from talking behind someone's else back? Nothing. A minute of pleasure of bonding? Arrgghhh!!! I am not preaching. I won't go in there. It's just that. I dunno. I guess some words are better left unsaid. Hmp!
So what the heck am I trying to mumble here? Nothing. Go ahead and mind your own business and stay away from gossiping. It's bad! Very bad! Very very bad!
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06/10/2006
She's Got the Lips
Awwwwww, is it true that for Brangelina's baby to appear in a magazine, the publishers had to shell out 10 Million US Dollar megabucks? Oh yes, people! Pink is the New Blog got the juicy stuff. Go and read it later on after you gawk on these really lips-licious photos of Shiloh Nouvel, the hottest infant in town.
Look at that fab family. I'll just imagine am the one looking lovingly at Brad. Huh!
On another note, oh well, I guess there's no stopping of the FIFA fever these days. Just a day ago, I saw these cutesy Let's Go Korea red shirts sold like veggies in every corner of Seoul. 
I wonder whether I should start wearing one with matching Devil horn headband. Yes! I should wear this while teaching. Am pretty sure my students will love me even more. Perhaps my bosses will give me a raise?
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05/31/2006
Why Did He Do It?
I was talking to a friend earlier and he mentioned that the website where I regularly post my resume for job-wanted ad is going to shut down soon. When I asked how he came to know about it, he sent me the link and I accidentally stumbled upon the full account of the former ESL teacher who jumped to his death from his apartment complex in China. I could not believe my eyes that I am reading the true account of what transpired as narrated by the guy's closest buddy.
It was a big news among the ESL community here in Korea. My editor even called some days ago and asked whether I have heard any of it. I think I did. I think I read it somewhere, not sure though which newspaper, but I, having the attention span of a goldfish, had totally forgotten about the whole deal. And then this...
As I browsed through the story, the guy's name became more and more familiar then I remembered reading the guy's blog years ago. He was basically one of those who gave me an idea to blog my not so exciting life here in Korea. When he won the Asian Blog Awards 2004, I sent him an e-mail congratulating him and so and so forth. He wrote back and I can not recall the entire content of his e-mail but what he wrote inspired me to do better in my blog.
It saddens me that people had to resort to death as an escape for whatever they are going through in life. It saddens me that a talented person such as he is, would do something like that. But really, we can never tell the reason why. We can only ask ourselves over and over again: Why did he do it?
It's absurd of me to think that I am having the worst problem in the world now. Perhaps I will just cry tonite - one for Shawn, though am pretty sure he won't even remember my existence in his life.
A thought crossed my head just now, if and when I decided to jump off from the basement of our apartment, who will write the account of my story? My room mate? Duh! She's so bloody wrapped up with her online lovers. My friend O? I am pretty sure my room mate doesn't even know O's number, so who's going to call and tell her? The boyfriend? Again, we go back to my room mate, she doesn't know anything about my boyfriend, except that I talk to him every nite and every single waking hours on weekends, which annoys her no end as she can not drag me out of our apartment. Ugh!
The more I ponder on this, the more I am convinced: I should be living alone.
Now, aint't I fucked up?
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05/27/2006
The Story of O
Thirty-something years ago, on this special day, a lady who had grown to be a fine woman, a devoted wife, a doting mother and a loyal friend, was born. And a few weeks ago, she stole the thunder from the Ajummas and was featured in a TV show. When you click on the link, make sure your pop-up blocker is enabled, otherwise, you won't see the video footage. Don't be intimidated with the Korean wordings, just click on the handsome dude's pix. By the way, that guy is the latest obssession of O. Teehee.
Happy birthday O. May the Lord God always shower you with blessings you truly deserve. Thank you for being not just a friend, a sister and a confidante. Years may come and go, but you will be definitely one of those friends that I will forever cherish.
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05/04/2006
The Woman Over There
Earlier today, our landlord came to check on the boiler switch. I told Haraboge ("Grandfather" in Korean) that the switch is in my room mate's room and it's locked. I don't have a key. Haraboge asked me why my room mate's room is locked. It is just so untypical for Koreans to lock their rooms. I lived with the Kims for almost a year, and never did I notice their room locked whenever they were out of the house. I simply told Haraboge I don't know. Of course, I had a hard time explaining stuff to him. Like, my room mate has always been like that. Then Haraboge quipped: "Maybe your room mate thinks you're going to steal from her". Oh yeah, right. Why didn't I thought of that?
Now, who in their right mind would treat their own room mate like a thief? I mean, hello, I don't care if she locks her room. But the old man's comment was quite disconcerting. It struck me odd that the old man would say something like that. My room mate's a nice person but if she suspects me of being a thief or something, heck, there is no way that I should be staying here any longer. What on earth would you do with someone you live with who perceive you in a way you never imagined yourself to be. And to think that both of us go to the same church every Sunday. Now, that is FUNNY!
I don't have a lock in my room. Much as I want my privacy sometimes, I have to deal with the fact that I don't have a lock and my room mate can barge anytime she wants, which sometimes can be a little irritating, but hey, that's the way she is, and I am trying my very best to totally understand her and be nice to her because that's the way my parents brought me up. Or more precisely, it's just my nature.
Now, what irritates me most is that someone else would point that out to me.
To go or not to go. That is the question.
PS. I don't give a fucking care if she reads this. It's about time she knows what she has to know.
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01/11/2006
To the Filipina in the Bus
It is said that crabs pull their fellow crustaceans down when one is trying is to climb out of a basket. In analogy, some Filipinos abroad are known to have crab mentality. Some Filipinos has this tendency of putting their fellowmen down as to prevent them from going up, hence the crab mentality.
I don't know if what happened today could be described as a classic tragic example of crab mentality. Let me tell you the story.
On my way to hagwon (English school) this morning, I chanced upon a Filipina in the village bus. I wasn't feeling well and was too oblivious to the people around me when a friend called to tell me the progress of the visa application of my room mate, who went back to the Philippines last Saturday to renew her visa. I spoke to her in Tagalog (the Filipino main language).
Upon hearing my conversation on the phone, this Filipina girl seated beside me quipped: " Oi, Pinay ka?" (Hey, are you Filipina?) to which I replied "Yes".
I didn't want to have a conversation with her so I pretended to nap. Not that am being a snotty witch or anything. As I have said, I wasn't feeling too well. I have been sick the whole night last night. And was too weak actually to go to school this morning.
Another friend called. This time, a former co-teacher in the business school. She wanted to know if I am intererested to buy her bed. She's an American so naturally I spoke to her in English.
After the call, the Filipina girl commented: "Ang galing naman ng accent mo, pinagaralan mo ba talaga yan?" (Your accent is good. Did you study that?)
When I heard her rather sarcastic remark, I felt my blood surged to my head in dismay. I coldly said, "No. I used to be a speech teacher back in college and we were trained to speak like a true native speaker."
That didn't stop the Pinay from starting a very irritating conversation. She asked me lots of stuff like: How did you get here? What's your visa status? Bla bla bla...
At some point, I decided to memorize her reply and thought that this would make a good entry in my journal. The rest of the discourse went like this.
Pinay: Talaga? San ka naman nagturo ng speech? (Really? Where did you teach speech?)
Me: In Adamson University. I worked and studied at the same time back in college.
Pinay: Ah ganun? Ano naman ginagawa mo dito sa Korea? DH ka ba? *She said this while laughing sarcastically.* (Oh I see. So what are you doing here in Korea? Are you a domestic helper?)
Me: *Rolling my eyes in pure disgust while trying to breathe normally. Do I fucking look like a domestic helper to you biatch? Between the two of us, you're the one who look like a toilet cleaner. But I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe before I replied.* I am an English teacher.
Pinay: Ako din! San ka nagtuturo. Ako sa $$ Academy nagtuturo. Oy, mahirap mag-apply dun, talagang pili ang mga teachers nila. (Me too. Where do you teach? I teach in $$ Academy. It's not easy to apply there. They are very choosy with their teachers.)
Me: *Talking to myself: Why do I find that hard to believe, considering your broken English and your not so pleasing accent. * Oh, really? That's great. Am happy for you.
Pinay: There are maraming Pinoys who make apply there kaya lang they are bobo so the wonjang do not hire them. (They were many Filipinos who tried to apply there but they were not that good that's why the school principal didn't hire them.)
Me: *Upon hearing her comment, I decided to get my notebook and started to write down her replies. I so wanted to write this in my journal. This is going to be fun. I don't feel sick anymore.* Oh, that's sad to hear. I hope that these school principals would give some Filipino teachers a chance to teach. Some of them are really better than the real native speakers.
Pinay: Ay ewan ko sa kanila no. Ang tatanga kasi nilang mag English. Obvious naman kase yung iba hindi naman talaga marunong mag English. Kase yung iba try hard and it's very obvious ba. The sound is not good and also the grammar and sometimes in the essay the spelling is not also corrected. *I am not so going to translate this anymore. Arggh!*
Me: Yeah. There are some Filipinos here who are really qualified but they don't stand the chance because some Koreans are very discriminating.
Pinay: Ewan ko basta ako hindi ako madiscriminal, kase magaling akong magturo. Teacher din ata ako sa atin. Sa Samar. Grade 6 pa nga ang hawak ko. Science at saka English ang tinuturo ko. Sabi ng wonjang ko am very excellent teacher. (I don't know. As far as I am concerned, I would never be discriminated. I was a teacher back home, in Samar. I taught Science and English to 6th graders. My boss said I am an excellent teacher.)
Me: *Probably because your boss doesn't speak a single English.* Oh, that's good. Your boss is very impressed with you.
Pinay: Oo naman. Magaling ata ako. Teka, me celphone ka ba? Twagan kita kase malapit na akong bumaba. (Of course. I am good. Wait, do you have a celphone? I will call you. I'll be getting off in a few minutes.)
Me: Sure. Here's my business card.
Pinay: Oy, nagpagawa ka pa ng calling card ha. Totoo ba to? San ka nagpagawa? (You have a business card. Is this true? Where did you have it done?)
Me: Uhm... the regular contributing writers in that website were given business cards. I don't really write for that website anymore but I have like 2 boxes of them so I just give it away to anyone who'd like to get my number. (Take note that I emphasized "business card" and not calling card).
Pinay: Ah ganun ba. O sige, ingat ka sa hagwon mo. Kase baka me magreport saiyo sa immigration. At saka yung calling card mo talagang totoo to ha. Talagang writer ka? Paano ka naging writer? Nag-apply ka lang? (Oh I see. You be careful teaching. Someone might report you to the immigration officers. And your business card, is this really authentic? Are you really a writer? How did you become one? Did you apply?)
Before I could retaliate to the very annoying comment of this really annoying person, she got off the bus. I regretted immediately that I gave her my card. She might call and pester me even further.
On the way home, I thought about that girl again. I wondered if she's really going to call. If she does, is it humane to tell her that I don't want to talk to her and that I don't want to socialize with a bitch like her?
In my almost two years of stay here in Korea, I have encountered numerous Filipinas like that girl. From time to time, I get offended but I never bothered showing anyone how disgusted I am with their attitude, the way they treat their fellowmen. I refused to give them the honor of knowing that they have antagonized me. I refused to stoop down to their levels. Sometimes, I feel sorry for them. Other times, I just want to push them in subway tracks.
We all go abroad to seek greener pasture, to find better means of supporting our family. Perhaps in my little demented understanding, the least that a homesick heart would want to experience is to be insulted and be belittled for whatever little achievements she has accomplished for herself.
I guess it would not be asking too much if I ask Filipinos abroad to try at least to be nice to one another. Understanding the fact that we are all far from our families, taking the whipping of loneliness and solitary boredom to provide the best for our loved ones, is the key to getting along well with our fellowmen... That would make a foreign soil a better place to survive on.
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