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Here's a thought: SCREW YOU!

Posted by The Red Devil on Tuesday, November 16, 2010 in
There are a lot of things that I believe I don't deserve: My children for one. I think they're absolutely precious and I feel so lucky and honored to be their mother. I believe I don't deserve compliments, especially if it's about my physical appearance because I can't, for the life of me, see myself as pretty or beautiful.. I feel awkward when given gifts because I have always believed that I should be able to work for something and get it as a reward for my hard work. But there are some things I will draw the line at.

I don't make rash judgments simply because I hate to be judged just as quickly. I believe that there is a story behind every person's action and they always have a good reason why they did what they did. the bottom line is, I don't want to make any kind of decision or judgment on anyone without first knowing the entire story. I think that's fair and just. However, I can't ask that from other people as we all know, most people are biased and judgmental idiots.

First off, I think I deserve the chance to be happy. After the crappy relationships that I have had, I think I am due some sort of happiness in relationships. I am in one right now. He treats me and my children like royalty and he takes care of us in every aspect - EVERY ASPECT. Which is more than what I can say in my previous relationships. So it's an inter-racial relationship. Are you shocked about that? It's freaking 2010 already! We've been sending machines to other planets and we've been so advanced with technology but we can't look past two people with different skin colors having a relationship? What the frack is that?!

Second, I hate the fact that people ask me what my boyfriend's nationality is and then grin so widely that they look like the freaking Cheshire cat! Then, without being prodded, they'll say I'm lucky to have a British boyfriend as their currency's conversion rate is higher than the dollar. WTF?!?! Is that how you see Filipinas who are having relationships with foreigners? Taena, mukha ba talaga akong pokpok at yun kaagad ang iniisp niyo na gusto ko sa jowa ko? I seriously take SOOOO much offense to that. Granted, that there are a lot of Filipinas out there who do that but must you think EVERY SINGLE FILIPINA is doing that? My god!

Lastly, you have no right to tell me or my family members what you think about MY relationship because NOBODY FREAKING ASKED YOU. Keep your opinions to yourself.

Guess what finger I'm holding up to salute you?

1 Comments

Anonymous says:
11:31 AM

i know the feeling...and i guess i kind of learned to deal with it having a german boyfriend for almost 3 years - and one that looks old enough to be my father.

the thing is, i realized i also judge filipinas when i see them with foreigner boyfriends. like didn't you ever get that feeling whenever you see an old foreigner with a dark filipina who's not pretty and speaks bad english, and you see them traipsing in some resort? it doesn't help that we have so much prostitution and mail order brides in the country. let's face it, we do judge people though we're smart enough to not say it aloud and feel ashamed that we do.

when my boyfriend and i started dating, i was so conscious of this that i hated it whenever he would reach out to hold my hand. i hated being seen in public with him - especially as a couple, because i would feel everyone's eyes on us. maybe it was just paranoia, but then we really do stick out in a crowd because he's more than 6 ft. tall while i'm a measly 5 ft. and he does look like a neo nazi. now, the paranoia is fading away a bit, but not without effort. i always wear heels and a tad bit of make-up to make me look older and still stay away from any PDA's. ganun talaga eh. what can we do? there will always be close-minded people out there - and it's not always their fault. that's filipino society for you.

funny story about my friend, who happens to be dating another german. he's 6'2" and she's around 4'11". he was walking her back to work (in GMA) at 3am when they were stopped by a police car. they were questioned - sort of harrassed - and they had their headlights on them. it took some time before the policemen actually looked at my friend's id (she kept waving it in front of them) and realized she's from the media. so they let them go without apologizing but started calling her "ma'am". it was funny because she thinks the policemen thought she was a prostitute. but really, that's kinda scary too.

ayan, ang haba ng comment ko. sorry for taking up space in your blog. hehe.

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