I tell this hairdresser that I’m spending the weekend in Lucena, Quezon Province. Apparently it’s her hometown of some sorts, where she met this… I presume it was a human guy. She goes ballistic  and barks and slaps my porcelain arms: “Bakit ka ganyan (Why are you being like that), nakakainis ka! I hate you! Where in Lucena? Nakakainis ka talaga (You’re really annoying)!”

Dumbfounded, I go: “Wha— why, what did I do?”

She goes, “Wala lang (Nothing, really).”

WTF.

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I don’t understand why Narda shuns a man “for the world.” Saving mankind? That’s what credit cards, Plurk and Twitter are for!

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Actually, in this country, you need not sacrifice much to be a hero. Definitely you can have flings here and there and still manage to save the world at the end of the day…

You just need “friends” who “pay for” your TV ads to keep reminding everyone that you’re working. It’s all about charm. And much, much drama.

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This lass comes to be—then DEMANDS that I listen to her boyfriend troubles. Er, make that just one trouble:. Which has been going on since January this year:

Guy makes it clear he’s Mama’s boy.
Girl wants guy’s parent’s to MEET her.
Guy says no because Mama doesn’t like Girl.
Girl cries.

Girl tries again.
Guy says no again because Mama doesn’t like Girl.
Girl cries again.

Girl tries again.
Guy says no again because Mama doesn’t like Girl.
Girl cries again.

Blogger testifies.

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Do you like your desperate housewife neighbor? You do? What if this is her “hello?”

“Hoy! Mga put—–na niyo, add niyo ako sa Facebook!!!”

Even with the bills collector, man, even the bills collector.