book-bugging

So it’s not every day that I get to read a book about fun singletons enjoying their independence in the free world (read US and Europe). Would I be like one of them, one day? The Philippines has a much different setting since we’re all about catholicism’s and we-must-be-demure type of women. It seems so restricting that we won’t be able to fully express ourselves because we have limitations. And when we gain enough courage to step out of the box, we are judged and demeaned by society. And to what standards? The ones which are based on how pure and fine our characters must be, how we must remain good always and all those bs which btw, does not work anymore! Notice the fact that we’re already in 2009! I mean, such things may be the reason why our country is in such a rut right now. It’s so annoying! It’s like, if we don’t become what society wants us to be, we are treated like pariahs!
(this is duly influenced by books I’ve read, news I’ve read and watched, lectures from intelligent human beings and my personal opinion)

scatterbrainy thoughts

One of my major dilemma's when meeting people is forgetfulness. The moment I see their faces, I recognize them as people I know but their names usually escape me. Meeting new people is fun but names can be difficult to remember. There was this instance when my friend introduced me to this group of girls and she introduced them so fast I wasn't able to catch most of their names and to this day, I still wouldn't be able to name them even if you point a gun at my head!
The same goes for my old classmates in high school, the ones I'm not close with obviously. I was walking home one evening when someone suddenly called my name. I stopped walking, looked around and saw this guy approaching me and asking me kumusta naman ka? I gave a very shrilly reply of hello, fine! and all the while, i was frantically searching for his name in my mind. All I could come up with was his last name. He probably noticed that and he told me his name, to which I replied, oh, ha-ha...i knew that! It was a pretty embarrassing moment esp. since the guy was cute!

So, aside from forgetfulness I also tend to be absent-minded. Really, really absent-minded. Respect to the instructor's are shown by greeting them and I do greet them, just with the wrong words. In high morning I say Good Afternoon and vice versa. Some of the teacher's would just smile and answer me, stressing the right words and I would end up red in the face and trying to come up with an apology without stumbling over words. At least they're considerate enough! Some of the "unmentionables" would just raise their kilay and give me their maldita look. I would soooo love to give it back! Behind their back I roll my eyes heavenward! heh-heh