A Day of Nothingness
I don’t know what it is but I’m utterly homesick.
I was so homesick that I decided to go to the fuckin Philippine Embassy in Moscow just to see some of my fellow compatriots.
It seems as if I’m the only BROWN, EXOTIC and NATIVE person in the capital of the world’s largest country.
I haven’t met anyone whose ancestors belong to tribes with flat noses.
Anyway, I asked my driver to bring me to the Embassy.
I rang the bell and this wonderful and nice Filipino gentleman opened the door. I asked whether I can see the ambassador or not (THAT’S HOW THICK-FACED I AM – SAVE THE SLAP ON MY WRIST. I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO DIPLOMATIC SKILLS).
He asked whether or not I have an appointment and I said no I don’t but it’s ok if I don’t see him/her because all I want to see are fellow Filipinos… something that will remind me of home.
He toured me around the consular section and there were 3 Russians on the queue waiting for their visas. I hope I made a good impression. I wore my Yves Saint Laurent Shirt, Hermes Belt, Hermes Down Parka, Gucci Jeans and my Birkin Bag.
When I went to the consular section, bam wham bam!
I FELT AT HOME!!!!
There like 4 Filipinos there – the gentleman (probably attache of some sort) who greeted me, another man, a woman (presumably his wife) and their daughter who is about 6 years old and crying ON TOP OF THE TABLE, throwing a bitch fit.
Yes, it’s home alright!
I mean, it’s not uncommon for Filipino workers to bring their noisy evil spawn to their workplace.
Heck, my dad used to bring me to his office back when I was a child and played PACMAN on his computer.
This was back in the dark ages.
I lingered around for about 5 minutes then *snap* *snap* *reality check* and told myself, alright, I didn’t pay good money to see some third world child crying on top of a table.
The gentleman was very, very nice.
What’s funny though is I asked whether or not the President is still at the APEC summit.
One of the guys ad his wife had NO CLUE where the president is… in fact, I had the impression they didn’t even know the President went to summit!
There you go… pure Filipino incompetence.
How very very very Filipino. I LOVE IT!!!!!!! It’s just like in Manila!!!!!
Yves Saint Laurent
After the Embassy, I went to a Russian bank to exchange traveller’s checks, followed by a quick trip to one of the shopping places. I settled for Yves Saint Laurent and bought a gorgeous cashmere turtleneck and some random knick-knacks.
More updates later! I love you all…