Wednesday, January 17, 2018

A Trip to the Forbidden (??) Cubicle

"Samahan mo naman ako sa CR," a young lady said. 
"Tara na, kanina pa ako naghahanap ng kasama mag-CR," With sense of relief they walked side by side, not even knowing why they needed each other doing a simple personal thing. 

             It has been an age-old enigma for me why does most of my female classmates go to comfort rooms in pairs, or even in a group. What do they gain from that, personally, it's illogical being asked "Uy, samahan mo naman ako mag-CR" and I don't gain anything from that aside from being like a stupid waiting for her to come out, just kidding, it is just awkward to wait for someone outside an occupied cubicle and besides, they won't be flushed nor they need someone to wipe their ass.

I think it was about two years ago that I thought of a hunch concerning this enigma, and I answered it with
"In my opinion, sa society natin ngayon we feel safer if we're on a large group.It lessens the chance to be assaulted."
 After two years, it still fits the logic and reason behind why I said it, it is saddening thinking that women are capable of being independent human yet we confine ourselves being the inferior one.

Emotional dependency, yes, no man is an island but why in a simple thing such as going to a comfort room needs to have "somebody else" in the said situation. The reason behind this might be alarming because it hides a bitter reality of those who ask for a favor of accompanying them to a personal happening.

Codependency.

That's it.

According to Mental Health America,

"Co-dependency is a learned behavior that can be passed down from one generation to another. It is an emotional and behavioral condition that affects an individual’s ability to have a healthy, mutually satisfying relationship. It is also known as “relationship addiction” because people with codependency often form or maintain relationships that are one-sided, emotionally destructive and/or abusive. The disorder was first identified about ten years ago as the result of years of studying interpersonal relationships in families of alcoholics. Co-dependent behavior is learned by watching and imitating other family members who display this type of behavior."

In other words, they actively exhibit the after effects of their childhood or even what they are experiencing while their faces are turned away from you.

I read this somewhere that women are naturally dependent on their friends, family, or their special someone. Probably because our society taught us that women are weak, which we are not. 

Scientific things aside, I will try to answer my age-old enigma. 

Hmmm ..

Probably they had their monthly menstruation suddenly and they need someone to buy a napkin for them? 

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

A Trip to the Forbidden Place


“May hika ka then gusto mong pumunta sa Divisoria? Magtigil ka nga!”

I heard that line a dozen of times already but I’m definitely their daughter, I’m also hard-headed.

1 January 2018

 “New year, new me” as they put it – so I decided to be a daredevil, I accepted someone’s invitation going to Divisoria; that was on the first day of 2018.

2 January 2018
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Waiting for a bus, my heart was thumping and my mind keeps playing unending train of scenarios – negative scenarios of what if’s … then a bus came.
“Uy. Tara na, sakay na tayo,” His voice quickened my heartbeat and made the train track shift.

I slowly dragged my feet on the ground coming towards him. Why? I was thinking of an excuse! I was trying to back pedal but it hit me, the bus. Well not literally, the bus is in front of me, waiting for me to step in and so I did.

Throughout the whole ride, I was struggling in familiarizing myself with the bumpy road to Divisoria. Why not? I’m  a tourist on this famous place and I might come back sooner or later. Just kidding, I was overthinking that what if I got lost.

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As soon as we descended from the bus, the polluted air blew on my face. It. Stinks.

I held my bag and breathe tight, fast-walking to exit that stinky place. At last, still holding my bag tightly as if it would be part of my body, we walked the what-so-called “bangketa” selling shoes, bags, clothing, and plentiful of other everyday things. I was quite disappointed so I asked him, “Ito na ‘yon?” and he answered while pointing to buildings far from where we are standing, “Hindi pa, ayon pa ‘yung pupuntahan natin o. Layo ‘no?” My eyes widened. Mom, if you happen to stumble to this blog memoir, I apologize for being hard-headed, I won’t do it again. Just kidding, I would definitely go to this place again.

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Passing through “pasilyo” I take my words back. It was fascinating inside the shopping mall. It was surprisingly cold, probably because there’s no bunch of people jamming the pasilyo. Most of our time walking around this certain shopping mall was spent eyeing shoes and clothing but not buying any of those things.

Heading to the uppermost floor, smell of waffles entered my olfactory nerves, at that moment, we realized we haven’t eaten lunch. Searching for a budget-friendly fast-food chain … there’s none so we head down to the food stalls near the Lucky China Town.

But of course, due to our joyous atmosphere surrounding the two of us, instead of eating, we ended up taking photos on the large blood-red Christmas tree. While taking photos, we can feel people low-key laughing at us, why not, we’re making derp faces  on the camera.

After the photo session, we decided to head home. On the bus, windows were covered with bright yellow curtains, guess what we did. Another photo session! We slept the whole ride home.

It was a nerve-wrecking fun ride.


I’ll definitely going to that forbidden place again.