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themodestotter WELCOME TO MY FLIST. <33
Now for some srs biznis. I write most of this post at the risk of sounding bratty and vain, but that IS what LJ is for at times, isn't it?Beyond the crack and gay.
As a general whole, Filipino humor is the rudest, cattiest and most immature kind of humor you'll probably ever come across. We seem to be a people who live to insult each other, and later expect to laugh about it together. The trouble starts when people DON'T laugh, and -- given the way jokes go in this country -- I'm not too surprised to see not laughing is a more or less common occurrence. Problems also arise from the fact that Pinoys have the tendency to joke this way with acquaintances or family members.
Now, let's take a few things into consideration:
1.) I grew up in North America, therefore my sensibilities are North American.
2.) It is not in my body type to be anorexically thin, nor white-skinned, nor small-breasted, nor straight-haired.
3.) I had a thyroid operation, which means I'm a bit short of the hormones that regulate weight. Hence, I'm bulky by default.
4.) I've been working out more or less regularly. And I mean workout. Weights included.
Anyway, our cook at home is a small, soft-looking but otherwise sort of thin woman who is having problems with her clingy but critical mother and is sometimes berated by my mom for being slow-moving and indolent when it comes to chores beyond cooking (and even cooking itself, on bad days). She has also recently gotten into the habit of ribbing me about my weight with the usual "mag diet ka nga" (go on a diet already) and "Alam mo? Ang taba mo talaga" (You know what? You ARE fat).
Granted: I am a sensitive and sometimes touchy person. However, I don't think ANY girl likes to hear that sort of shit from people -- most especially acquaintances, strangers or subordinates -- on a regular basis. And I mean REGULAR. Like, at least thrice a month. Sometimes weekly.
I don't know whether to blame this on psychological projection, or whether I should pin the blame to the ultimately screwed up sense of beauty that Pinays seem to have. See, Filipinos are obsessed -- and I mean, OBSESSED, to the point of ridicule -- with being painfully, ANOREXICALLY thin -- possessing straight, long hair and having white skin. Who cares if it's not in your body type? If you're not thin, you're fat. If you're fat, you're ugly. If you're ugly, you're stupid. That's how most Filipinos think. That's why most Pinays torture themselves with these horrendous beautification practices. Heck, there's even a commercial that markets a thinning product, and do you know how it goes? It's about a family full of obscenely fat people ribbing their once fat relative in front of her new husband.
So maybe she's trying to endear herself to me. If that's the case, then it's really, REALLY not working. At all.
Whatever it is, the ribbing I have been getting FROM someone employed in MY house by MY parents are starting to get REALLY old, REALLY fast. I've already snapped at her twice, and I've told my mother to tell her to quit it. Frankly, if it were up to me, I'd fire her. Someone who can't respect me doesn't deserve to work in my house.
I suspect that part of the reason why I got this pissed at my cook is because of several very odd but annoying incidents that occurred while I was working/chillaxing the other night. It might also be a sign that my period is coming. I'll leave it at that.
Thankfully, participating in one of the usual spamfests that occur on
yukitsu's LJ due to her awesome flist people returned my Zen, which I greatly needed to get through the one class I had for the day. Then I got to go out and drink coffee with
_stillframe_. I actually like those new lattes that Starbucks has come out with. o_o
Will be going to the officeto earn some more moneyz start gathering the information I need for the company website. My dad and my aunts won't be there, though -- they're all going to Batangas tomorrow.
On other news, I am so not working on my thesis.
Now for some srs biznis. I write most of this post at the risk of sounding bratty and vain, but that IS what LJ is for at times, isn't it?
As a general whole, Filipino humor is the rudest, cattiest and most immature kind of humor you'll probably ever come across. We seem to be a people who live to insult each other, and later expect to laugh about it together. The trouble starts when people DON'T laugh, and -- given the way jokes go in this country -- I'm not too surprised to see not laughing is a more or less common occurrence. Problems also arise from the fact that Pinoys have the tendency to joke this way with acquaintances or family members.
Now, let's take a few things into consideration:
1.) I grew up in North America, therefore my sensibilities are North American.
2.) It is not in my body type to be anorexically thin, nor white-skinned, nor small-breasted, nor straight-haired.
3.) I had a thyroid operation, which means I'm a bit short of the hormones that regulate weight. Hence, I'm bulky by default.
4.) I've been working out more or less regularly. And I mean workout. Weights included.
Anyway, our cook at home is a small, soft-looking but otherwise sort of thin woman who is having problems with her clingy but critical mother and is sometimes berated by my mom for being slow-moving and indolent when it comes to chores beyond cooking (and even cooking itself, on bad days). She has also recently gotten into the habit of ribbing me about my weight with the usual "mag diet ka nga" (go on a diet already) and "Alam mo? Ang taba mo talaga" (You know what? You ARE fat).
Granted: I am a sensitive and sometimes touchy person. However, I don't think ANY girl likes to hear that sort of shit from people -- most especially acquaintances, strangers or subordinates -- on a regular basis. And I mean REGULAR. Like, at least thrice a month. Sometimes weekly.
I don't know whether to blame this on psychological projection, or whether I should pin the blame to the ultimately screwed up sense of beauty that Pinays seem to have. See, Filipinos are obsessed -- and I mean, OBSESSED, to the point of ridicule -- with being painfully, ANOREXICALLY thin -- possessing straight, long hair and having white skin. Who cares if it's not in your body type? If you're not thin, you're fat. If you're fat, you're ugly. If you're ugly, you're stupid. That's how most Filipinos think. That's why most Pinays torture themselves with these horrendous beautification practices. Heck, there's even a commercial that markets a thinning product, and do you know how it goes? It's about a family full of obscenely fat people ribbing their once fat relative in front of her new husband.
So maybe she's trying to endear herself to me. If that's the case, then it's really, REALLY not working. At all.
Whatever it is, the ribbing I have been getting FROM someone employed in MY house by MY parents are starting to get REALLY old, REALLY fast. I've already snapped at her twice, and I've told my mother to tell her to quit it. Frankly, if it were up to me, I'd fire her. Someone who can't respect me doesn't deserve to work in my house.
I suspect that part of the reason why I got this pissed at my cook is because of several very odd but annoying incidents that occurred while I was working/chillaxing the other night. It might also be a sign that my period is coming. I'll leave it at that.
Thankfully, participating in one of the usual spamfests that occur on
Will be going to the office
On other news, I am so not working on my thesis.
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Lawl, spamming. *dies*
Need Starbucks coffee! D:
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I wants to try the black tea latte nao. We should drink that the next time we're out.
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Mataba. >_> Just because she's one of those stick-thin Filipinas doesn't give her the right to call one of her employers fat. That's not very nice at all.
Speaking of which, I'm starting to get "you're getting fat" comments from people in the office. Most recently, from that office stalker. Normally I'd be delighted about it, but the way he said it made me see red. >_> *cough* Yes, joining the club now.
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...See, that office stalker is trying to endear himself to you. I fucking hate people who get chummy and think they're allowed to be critical. Go tell him to buzz off?
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My family has become hermetic to a point where we only see relatives once every other month but now and then I do get comments like that. I tend reply with something snooty like, "Eh titigil ba ang global warning kung magapapayat ako? Matatanggal ba ang butas sa ozone layer?"
I've been told I sound stuck-up but God, do I feel better every fucking time. ^____^
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Hahaha, touche. @ your comeback. I just give them the nastiest glare or "bitch plz, look at yourself" eyebrow lift that I have in stock. They usually fly off on their own. Who gives a fuck if they think I'm scary. It's the truth. I can be a pretty damned scary bitch, and I like it that way.
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Weight is weird. I try not to touch on that subject unless someone's ridiculously obese. O_O and to think I LIKE people with weight, there are really some people who look better with it.
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...AND YES THE CHUMMINESS. IT FUCKING BOGGLES.
And agreed. @ weight. Jaysus. I already don't like hearing that shit too much from friends. What more a maid in my house?
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In other words, fire the damn girl. :D
Also, I've noticed a lot of you guys have maids and cooks. Is that normal? ._.?
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Well, our country's pretty poor, so labor is hell of cheap -- it's pretty normal for any mid or high income family to have household help. Imagine my culture shock when I moved here from Canada. "WE HAVE MAIDS? PEOPLE WHO DO MY CHORES? WHOAZ!" sort of thing.