inner maldita

i had a mani pedi in a nearby shop where it cost less than 200bucks to have both.. but inclusive of tips it cost 200 na.. i had mine done thursday night.. even with the nicks and the slowness of their manicurist i didnt complained..

well a weekend trip after.. my manicure and pedicure were "natutuklap" na.. so my mom told me to go back and ask them to either repaint the ruined ones or ask them to take the color off..

so i went to the shop and asked if they could do it over.. since they were the ones who didnt do a good job.. my manicure usually last 1 week and pedicure usually last a month when im really lazy to take them off..

they asked for a peso para daw di malasin yung day coz it was monday morning and i was the first one in.. since i didnt brought money with me i asked my sis to send someone to bring me a peso.. and i gave it to them..

well my question is this.. was i being a maldita to give them a peso? hehe i know i know.. i understand where my mom and grandma and sister and brother and dad were coming from.. if they asked me for a peso it meant give them a tip.. well in my opinion.. i didnt owe them a dime and if they wanted a ten they should have said so..

well after a whole afternoon.. another fingertip mani was natanggal.. so i stand by my 1 peso.. and should have not even gave a peso to them..

so am i being maldita? haha

driving thru fiesta

last sunday i drove to the gym by myself.. unfortunately i forgot that i would be driving past the church where i assume most of the celebrations for fiestas happens.. so i tried to take a detour and ended up in the palengke side of the barangay and i was STUCKED in a middle of a fiesta celebration. me aad my big starex.. huhu

well the palengke is usually full of people and tricycles.. well that sunday afternoon some guys and boys were playing a game topless with grease on their body.. they were playing catch the Buko.. i forgot what the game is called but they were literally running towards my car rushing after a guy holding a buko in his arms.. i was freaking!! i didnt know how to get the hell out of the middle of the game.. sobrang scary talaga.. i was moving at snail pace and is passing side by side with people in both sides..

at least the people were patient.. maybe because im a girl...but im never ever going to do that again!! id rather be stuck in the middle of edsa with snail paced cars than in a middle of a crazy buko game with tons of people cheering on...

THE BEST POEM 2008

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008, Written by an
African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?