“I beg young people to travel. If you don’t have a passport, get one. Take a summer, get a backpack and go to Delhi, go to Saigon, go to Bangkok, go to Kenya. Have your mind blown, eat interesting food, dig some interesting people, have an adventure, be careful. Come back and you’re going to see your country differently, you’re going to see your president differently, no matter who it is. Music, culture, food, water. Your showers will become shorter. You’re going to get a sense of what globalization looks like. It’s not what Tom Friedman writes about, I’m sorry. You’re going to see that global climate change is very real. And that for some people, their day consists of walking twelve miles for four buckets of water. And so there are lessons that you can’t get out of a book that are waiting for you at the other end of that flight. A lot of people — Americans and Europeans — come back and go, “Ohhhh.” And the lightbulb goes on.”
—Henry Rollins
For all the people who’s asking me why I still don’t have any pimples or acne growing on my face even though I am almost over with my teenage years, it is because of some hereditary reasons and my genes or genetic make-up or whatever you call it. Haha. And it is not because I put my semen on my face. For everyone’s sake, where did you get that idea? Hahaha. This made my night.
Ang Barberong Manyakis kagabi.
Naisipan kong magpagupit kagabi, medyo mahaba na kasi yung buhok ko..saktong 6:30 PM na ata yun nung tumungo ako sa barber shop sa tapat ng isang mall. Eh sarado na, ang aga naman nila nag sara kaya umuwi na lang ako..eh nadaanan ko yung SALON for men and women etc.
Hayun pumasok ako, may nagpapagupit na lalaki..kaya umupo muna ako sa sofa at inantay na matapos gupitan ng barbero yung customer nya. Nung natapos ng gupitan ng barbero yung lalaki, tinawag niya ako at pinaupo, tinanong kung anong klaseng gupit. Parang iba yung pakiramdam ko, kasi nga walang tao, medyo tahimik at ako lang at yung barbero yung tao nung mga oras na yun.
Habang ginugupitan niya ako ay tinanong niya kung saan ako nakatira, kung may GF na daw ako, sabi ko meron (kahit wala), sabi niya siya na lang daw yung jowain ko. Shete, kinabahan ako parang halang yung kaluluwa nung barbero at nagtataka ako bakit antagal nyang magupit saken mag i-isang oras na di pa rin natatapos.
Nung matapos niya na akong gupitan, nagulat ako nung bigla niyang dinakma yung kawawang junjun ko at pinisil. Syete nabigla ako kaya kinabig ko yung kamay niya. Parang gusto kong kunin yung gunting sa harapan ko at isaksak sa tagiliran nya o’ di kaya sumigaw ako ng “RAPE, RAPE, RAPE” pero baka magmukha akong engot kaya tumahimik na lang ako. Tinanong ko siya kung magkano ang gupit, sabi niya P80.00 (wuw gupit lang 80.00 agad? matapos niya akong pagsamantalahan at baboyin ang inosenteng parte ng aking katawan! gagu siya!) hindi na ako nagreklamo kaya dali-dali akong nagbayad at umalis.
Pagdating sa bahay parang gusto kong magsumbong kay Mama at Papa na binastos ako nung barbero kaya lang nahihiya ako baka pagtawanan nila ako at tuksuhin kaya tumahimik na lang ako. Pumunta ako agad sa banyo para maligo, para malinis yung maduming kamay na dumampi sa musmos kong katawan. Naiinis ako, nayayamot, naisip ko sana hindi ko na lang pala kinabig yung kamay niya para hindi ako nakapag bayad ng P80.00 chot. joke lang. Pwera biro, naiinis talaga ako, ambastos ng barberong yun. Pasalamat siya wala kaming lahing mamamatay tao.
