Being Lib ...or something like it

Monday, September 27, 2004

Thailand Open

I woke up 5am wednesday morning and took the first flight to manila, I was leaving for bangkok at around 2pm. When I landed in manila I had a couple more hours to spare so I had breakfast at starbucks in rockwell, it was like only around 9am and the place was full of these young phonies having their expensive morning coffee before their work, i just then killed time in this new mall they called market-market which wasn't far from there, i went back to the airport around noon to catch my other flight.

I landed in thailand around 4pm, the hotel where I was checking in sent a van to pick me up at the airport, the last time they used a sleek black car to fetch me up. I wasn't as great but anyway this time the driver paid for the tollgate because the last one talked a hell lot of gibberish to me on the way out of the airport and pointed to the tollgate and I reckon he wanted me to pay for it. I spent the remaining of the day walking around and ended up having supper in this small diner in the backalleys I got lost in, the place wasn’t too inviting, they had bathroom tiles on the walls and wooden desks and old chopsticks but I was after the food and the fun of having to eat like everybody else there (the diner was crowded). They can't talk good english in thailand so it is always a hassle eating in these places when I have to decipher the menu and do sign talking to the waiter. Worse I had a mouth sore on my lips and I couldn’t taste the food very well so I had to go to a drugstore after and get me some oral antiseptic, I didn’t bother trying to talk oral antiseptic to the pharmacist since I felt she might just have a hard time figuring out english. I scanned the shelves where they had something like listermint when this arabian guy went inside, he was sort of conscious of the people around, he went to the old pharmacist and whispered something, the pharmacist looked puzzled and he whispered and again and she gave him the same look till he began to whisper louder til I heard him saying viagra, poor schlep he looked that he was just in his thirties. He didn’t buy his pills and I reckon that either he just wanted to proclaim his dysfunction or their prices are higher than the average. I think he wouldn’t probably embarrass himself on purpose, so I had to go find some other cheaper drugstore.

I’m not a tennis fan but when I was there, The thailand tennis open was starting out. I gave me sort of a fascination for the tournament to know that roger federer and andy roddick are both on the event. I must have spent the nights having some beer in this hotel where the players stayed hoping to snag an autograph, and I got one from some player whom I wasn’t familiar with, he was in a sporty attire and had a racquet pack on his shoulders and he was crowded with people asking for autographs, he had to be famous but i didn't know who the hell he was but I at least I got something for being there. I watched the final game between federer and roddick on cable tv, federer won over roddick and sometimes I wished I should have taken an autograph from federer instead.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Haunted Lavatory

(read the previous article Stupid village)

A couple of nights ago we were working overtime in the office, by around 9pm we had almost caught up with the workload and my father decided to call it a day. He went to the comfort room to empty his bursting bladder. Since we were the last one out, no other person was around the hallways. Upon reaching the comfort room my father saw the janitor packing up for home, and when the janitor turned and saw the figure of my father approaching, he yelled like mad with this terrified look on his face. When he saw that it was just my father he apologized and all and left. The next day, my father was surprised on how the hell did he scare the living daylights out of that poor guy the last night, it was then our employees told him that there are rumors lately that a certain lady apparition in white wanders the comfort room at night.

Fascinating

My last article was about a movie where the locals-turned-guinea pigs trapped themselves in their village with their backward lifestyle because of some dumb belief. Now I get to see the action for real! Here’s a comfort room being deserted at night because of some paranormal gossip by the janitors. I suppose a same occurrence like this must have inspired Shyamalan to make such a movie. I have to say it is far funnier in real life. And I think that janitor who came up with this crap was smart enough to have thought of a good excuse of skipping work at night.

Perhaps what encouraged such an image amongst the fans of the lady apparition is this recent local movie named after a Chinese practice of house arrangement. A vcd shop around the corner of the comfort room has been playing their copy of this crappy movie all day long, including scenes of a lady in white blankets and overdone cosmetics scaring the hell out of the rest of the cast. By the way I hate this movie too because it makes fun of other people’s culture.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Stupid Village

A couple of months ago I watched spiderman 2 in the theaters on it’s last screening day. I was too busy with work that I wasn’t able to join any of my friends or cousins to watch the movie earlier, so I ended watching it by myself. It was the last screening day and I was the only one who lined up for the movie. The theater was empty so I sat right in the middle all by myself. That was the time when I saw the trailer of “the village”.

The scenes in the trailer gave me an impression that this movie was about a village being horrified by some creatures in the woods surrounding it, the trailer scared me like hell when they started playing those creepy stalking tunes followed by some loud crash, and I would turn around and check inside the theater if I were really alone (I was alone). I swear shyamalan gave me this sort of fear, curiosity and suspense feeling that left me interested in watching the movie. I talked about how interesting the village trailer was to my brothers when I got home, besides I watched spiderman 2 on its last screening date and it was already the talk of the town weeks ago.

The village came out in the theaters and I was again busy with work and I wasn’t able to watch it amidst my curiosity. After a week I began to doubt the movie, I went up to my cousin who has seen it and asked him how good was it. He didn’t want to spoil the plot. That made me doubt the movie more, so if he didn’t want to spoil it for me, I told him my concern is seeing beasts in the movie, else I wouldn’t have second thoughts about watching it. He told me there was none a creature, it was just a dull twist in the plot. Now they tell me the whole creature thing was just a hoax? Heck the bait in the trailer that made me anticipate this movie so much is to see a deranged fiend horrify the village folks. Only to find out that it was a movie about a village so dumb that believing too much in its own local hearsays led it to become guinea pigs of some reserve sanctuary. This movie was better of with humor.

Stupid village just needed another idiot to watch it on the big screen.

Monday, September 13, 2004

Have a nice day

I found this blog site in a magazine I got from singapore last month.

have a nice day is this new wave song by the stereophonics, perhaps the only song by the stereophonics which I like and I listen to.

what else should I write about?