A Doseful of Discrimination

For the people, Filipino or not who were victims or currently victims of the judgemental egoistic racist world we live in. I just stood up for the rest of you who might have fallen and became numb with this unfair treatment of our race. For the filipino men and women who are helpless in defending themselves in the cruel nation they reside now, I know its hard to live away from home, always think that you are not alone and God is with you.

It has been a week or so when I arrived here in Singapore, and I must tell you that so far aside from being homesick the next thing that I hated most here is that british dumb girl who resides next door. (Dont get me wrong!, I dont have grudges for british people, in fact I love spice girls and george michael)

I never thought that I could be a victim of Racial Discrimination, (actually this is a mild one compared to others) let alone be bombarded by a camilla parker bowles wannabe and her bloody friends living a door away from our place. I have been to HongKong and USA before but luckily I have never experienced such barbaric treatment from the people there, so I was really surprised that finally I had a doseful of how cruel these white people can be and of all places in an asian country like Singapore. Discrimination can really happen anywhere even in our own country, (observe how government institutions treat foreigners than their own kind)

I remember one of my mom's friend telling her story about a posh store in Australia. Being the wife of a PAL pilot, she had the luxury of accompanying him into his travels and money was not a problem to her at all. (she's a bank manager.) This store is so posh that customers are so pampered, that they just sit and point whatever they would like to buy while they are being served with coffee and expensive luscious pastries. But when my mom's friend was about to do the same, white salesladies werent cooperating and even looked at her from head to toe like they just couldnt believe that a brown skinned girl like her can afford to buy stuff there. (reminds me of a particular scene in the movie Pretty Woman), In her utmost bratinella behaviour, my tita paid in cold cash instead of using credit card to show these people that she is indeed capable and they could just die in disbelief.

Moving forward, this irritating scenario happened to me earlier today.

This tranny looking girl made my blood boil like a hot lava inside a trembling volcano. Everytime I go home its hard not to cross her chit chatting entourage in front of their badly interior designed apartment. Whoever said neon orange work well with neon green and hot pink furniture must be really outdated, what are you trying to reside in this place, CIRCUS acrobats!, the pathetic crowd always manages to throw bloody rude remarks for me and my friends everytime we pass by. It was very wiseful and civilized to just ignore it at first but that hot afternoon was extra special that I just said that enough is enough.

Me and strawberry (my ex boyfriend's long time current girlfriend) just came from our little shopping in the nearby store when we walked towards their way and I heard tranny shit telling her "yes" crowd something about filipinoes and they were laughing that its so hard not to notice how evident they were making fun of strawberry and me. (a habit they have established for the past months according to my friends)

tranny: I just dont like filipinoes.

me: What makes you think filipinoes like you?

(strawberry was holding my shirt telling me to shut up and ignore them, but i just cant help it anymore, this time im not letting them bully us and we ran off our domain looking like a scared mice.)

Her crowd shut up and you can see their jaws dropping like they just couldnt believe that I can speak in english in an american accent way that it makes them wonder how I got it.

tranny: (stood up from her seat trying to intimidate me with her piercing eyes and towering height, she was taller than me about 6 ft i think) You know, why I hate filipinoes?, its because they eavesdrop on other people's conversations and YOU SMELL RUBBISH.

This is the part that I felt like im a volcano about to erupt. my nerves were shaking like theres intensity 7 there.

me: Well I suggest you stay away from us then, Do you know that there are 90 million filipinoes living today, and considering that we're almost everywhere in the world, thats a lot of hell you'll be dealing with?

tranny: I just dont care about you guys to give you much thought, lets go inside, let these poor asians whine all day.

me: scared already? (one eyebrow raising)

tranny: Not at all bloody filipino

me: trembling perhaps? (mean challenging look)

tranny: listen, ENGLISH SPEAKING BROWN MONKEY, I dont want to deal anything with you

me: then watch your mouth, because I may purr like a cat but I eat like a tiger

At that point, she left us and went inside her apartment, probably wondering what hit her, surprisingly one of her friends apologized to us and we just nod our heads for acknowledgement, i just hope this will be the last time her crowd makes fun of us, our race and other asians as well, because the next time I hear something foul coming from her garbage babblemouth, ill make sure she gets what she's looking for, I dont care if she's taller than me, i can punch like Manny Pacquiao.

For foreigners who will be reading this post, I sure do hope so that you understand that discriminating any race is not my cup of tea, we may talk with an accent but we dont think with an accent. we may have brown skin but we know how to work hard, dont think all asians are helpless and incompetent because were educated in a third world country, if you dont have anything good to say, then just shut up and be the citizen you are expected to be brought up by a mighty nation.

Mabuhay ang Pilipinas!