The thing about Southeast Asian religions is that most of them, at their core, advocate for tolerance and equality.
I believe everyone has their own city, one that they are super into and fits their lifestyle needs. What I realized when I went to Manila is that I know for sure that it’s not the city for me.
Manila is crowded. The view from the plane’s window showed an endless landscape of buildings and urban decay. Although it is the capital of the country, I felt like it lacked urban planning and proper use of space. There are also a lot of people from various parts of the country who decided to try their luck in the big city. This meant that the population is sky-high. Pollution and poverty can be seen everywhere. Rule of law seems to be nonexistent and the thought that I could be mugged or kidnapped anytime was never removed from my mind.
On a good note, I was very happy because I was able to visit UP Diliman. To me, it seemed like our version of a Central Park in Manhattan. It was a pocket of green in an area full of concrete, glass and/ or metal. Going inside the campus felt like going to my hometown province, it gave me that sense of serenity and peace that I only feel when I’m at home. Well, as an alumna, maybe I am (in an alien-finding-the-mothership kind of way). One good thing that this trip brought was me seeing Dara again. It has been a long time since I saw the 1/5 of Duma and I miss our resident miming (cat) friend.
Manila has developed a bad reputation as a city — worst traffic, high crime rate, etc. As the plane descended altitude, I saw the city and thought, “well, this was exactly what I had in mind”. I was picked up at the airport by my uncle and as soon as we joined the main road going to their house, we felt the infamous traffic. Cruising the NCR roads, I saw the good, the bad and the ugly.
If you made it in Manila, I salute you!
Posts on the wall of a Venice Anderson on Facebook.
Nothing, really. Just filling out the sections of this week’s Sunday Currently. No special write-ups yet. The muse is elusive.
Tonight’s tunes are from the “One Directions Hits” playlist on Spotify by Filtr Portugal. The song playing right now is Story of My Life from the Midnight Memories album.
Is Php 2,000.00 is enough money for my four-day trip to Manila? Will I not be hungry? Short of cash? Also, how do I navigate the unfamiliar streets of Manila? Ugh, Manila.
Nothing. I’m not near anything that could give off odor so I’m not smelling anything.
I wish, I wish with all my heart to have a job that fits me and that I want to be doing. Also, to have an artist grade watercolor and fine brushes for lettering.
I’m hoping that this trip to Manila to see Neck Deep will turn out to be a great one. It will be memorable for sure, I just hope that the memory will be one of those things that I’ll remember for life for all its good parts.
An old sleeveless blouse that used to be something I love wearing when going out. It was transferred from the “going out outfits” pile to the “bed wear” pile long ago since it shows too much cleavage. Hahahahaha problems.
Carpool Karaoke videos on The Late, Late Show with James Corden’s Youtube channel. The amount of time I spend watching and re-watching those videos is ridiculous. I’m checking them out every day. (call me crazy)
(Still wanting) A job?
Money and some time alone to do things that calm my soul
Exhausted from the traffic because it’s the Sinulog weekend. But not exhausted enough because I’m still staying up to type this.
Some Venice Anderson’s Facebook profile because apparently it’s funny and trending now. Also, because my best friend told me so and I know that if I don’t check it out I will never hear the end of it.
It saddens me to think that society (or at least, the Philippine society) is so obsessed with having that white skin. Pills, tablets, whitening soap, scrubs and whatever shit people do or use to have white skin are all over the Internet and supermarkets. What are you trying to prove or achieve? That being white is better than being of color?
Even worse, teenagers are pressured to get that white glowing skin because their celebrity idols said so in some TV advertisement. What happened to teaching kids to be confident in their own skin?
An old nursery song I learned in Sunday school may remind adults and kids that skin color is not that important.
“Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world.
Brown and yellow,
Black and white,
They are precious in his sight.
Jesus loves the little children of the world.“
As of 17:55, I have been sitting in someone else’s cot for about 20 minutes now. I was bored and didn’t want to keep looking at the people in the ship’s balcony so I decided to write (also, that Muslim lady was looking at me badly for 2 incidents now). And now I don’t know what to write about.
My phone is charging so I cannot leave it here. It’s still at 55% and 1 hour and 24 minutes before it’s fully charged.
Here are some observations (due to the lack of subject matter to write about):
- I was not a weirdo for taking a selfie and some Instagram-worthy photos. Other people are now at the balcony taking selfies even when there are a lot of people around.
- A lot of people are eating at this hour. I guess I should too because it’s hard to eat outside when the ship’s moving. But I’m still full from the spaghetti earlier so hmmm… guess we’ll see when I will get hungry.
- I find that my goal to talk to at least one stranger will be difficult to achieve because:
- I am incapable of talking to strangers casually
- Some, well, the people that are near me, are scary… stranger danger!
- I don’t want to seem like a weirdo/ creep.
- It’s both scary and freeing to travel without a companion.
Ilang araw na nga ba ang lumipas?
Dalawa na, ‘di ba?
Alam ko ang eksaktong oras ng paglisan mo
Ngunit bakit hindi ako sigurado
Sa bilang ng araw sa pagitan ng noon at ngayon?
Marahil dahil ang kalungkutan at ang bigat na aking nararamdaman
ay pinapabagal ang takbo ng oras at mga araw.
I kind-of paused reading It’s Kind of a Funny Story after I saw the movie. Right now I’m reading Abbey Sy’s 2016: First Few Days post on her blog artistic-dreams.com. Her blog is one of the few non-social media sites that I enjoy.
This edition of The Sunday Currently. I know it’s almost Monday already here in the Philippines but yeah, I’ll try to make it before midnight. The time is still 10:38 PM so I know I can.
I wanted to listen to Kristel Fulgar’s viral video of her singing JB’s Love Yourself but the laptop doesn’t play audio for some reason. Hmmmm… so now I’m listening to my mother yawning and the sound coming from the fan.
About how great is would be if I have a job. Hahaha actually no. I was thinking about how I could earn money and do the things I’m passionate about.
Canned sardines in tomato sauce. I fed the dogs earlier with that plus rice and made the decision to use my hands to mix the two. Now, I can’t get the smell off of my fingers.
Currently wishing that my CV impressed the people at Equality Marketing so they’ll include me in the list of applicants up for interviews. Also, that when I get short-listed, I’ll nail the interview and be hired. *fingers crossed* 🙂
I’m hoping to have a photo taken with the boys of Neck Deep during their concert in Manila on the 28th. Also, that I’ll get to hang with them. But above of all, I hope they’re not douchebags. Hahahahaha
My Christmas-themed leggings (printed with reindeers and poinsettias; colors: red, white, black) and a plain blue v-neck shirt.
My Dong-A gold and silver metallic pens. I write using these two on my notebook’s black cover and I love the result!
Funds… enough money to enable me to buy brushes, watercolors, paper and merch!
Happy because I got to spend time with my little pamangkin. We had a little almost-sleepover.
Links to blogs on millimetrs’ local faves section.