She came walking slowly, sat next to me, and introduced herself, “Hi! I’m Astrid.” Her name means “star.” “I’m Yoshke,” I replied. Reluctantly, I shook her hand. “Nice to meet you.” The whole thing was totally weird to me.
From People
People along the way.
What’s Up, Doc? Really, What’s Up?
This happened more than two years ago. But it’s still pretty clear in my head. June 2009. It was the time when I was constantly having serious digestion problems. Sometimes, my digestive system would not do its job dissolving food while other times, it would just overdo it. I finally had enough so I decided to see a doctor.
College Friends Bring On the Crazy!
I clearly remember how my friend Dohna attempted to start singing Tina Arena’s Burn with “Do you wanna be a fo…” and tried to get away with it by claiming she was about to say “forest,” not “foet.” And how she shared some words of wisdom, telling me that “sometimes we have to eat our friends in order to live and because they eat us too.” Well, Dohna is a college friend. And she’s not alone. There are a lot of people like her where she came from. Many of my college friends are hilariously epic. Meet Icang Icang is…
Two Salesladies
Coming from a morning meeting in Ortigas, I dropped by SM Megamall to buy a laptop bag. I entered a store and found myself the only customer at the time. I was sharing the room with one saleslady who was busy at the counter. After finally choosing the bag I wanted to purchase, I approached the saleslady and gave her the item. And then something weird happened. She looked at me from head to toe and then stared for a few seconds. It wasn’t condescending. It was weird, but not condescending. I was wearing black pants, a T-shirt hugged by…
The Couple on the Bus
This is a part of the Yoshke is Evil series, in which I will narrate incidents in which I question my goodness or think I should have made better choices. This incident happened a few months ago and I’m still not over it. I love taking the bus at night, especially when the roads are almost empty. That’s why one time, after a night of shopping and conversations over coffee with my friends at Trinoma, it was my default choice to take the bus. I made my way out of the mall through the Mindanao Exit, walked along North Avenue,…
Someone’s Moving to Isabela
This post is going to be short. I’m in a hurry. Last week, one of my friends posted this video on Facebook and it’s just so hilarious that I want to share this with all of you. When I saw that it was 7 minutes long, I thought I would not be able to finish watching it but these two guys are just so fun to watch. This is a video of Turock (Tory) and Jason who have been running a taxi in Isabela, Philippines over the past year. They are Americans who lost their jobs in their homeland and…
Beefy Predicament
This is a part of the Yoshke is Evil series, in which I will narrate incidents wherein I question my goodness or feel like I could have done things differently. This incident happened two years ago and I still can’t get this out of my head. Midnight. I had been studying for hours with a friend at Gloria Jean’s Café in Tomas Morato when I felt hungry so we decided to move to a Chinese fast food restaurant across the street for a few minutes. I was smilingly greeted by a female cashier who was ready to take my order.…
Whatever Happened to Queue Courtesy?
I may be gay but I consider myself a gentleman. When another person and I happen to enter a building or a store at the same time, I give way and hold the door for that person. I do this because I believe I am a good person. And of course, whenever I practice such act and as common courtesy suggests, I expect a simple “Thank you.” If the person fails to thank me, I usually just shrug it off. Yes, I expect a tiny display of gratitude but I don’t really give a damn if their parents did a…