Say what?!
I was reading The Straits Times last night.
And I came across a medical article that talks about trichotillomania. It's actually a hair pulling problem. A person is driven to just pull hairs out of his or her body. Nose, hair, and who knows where.
The article says that "roughly 10% of trichotillomania patients eat out or chew the hair they pull out."
Chew the hair? No thanks. My hair does not taste as nice.
I wonder if this psychological condition becomes an epidemic or something. Just imagine people all around you pulling their hair out...and eating them.
Yikes.
Makes me think of the current swine flu pandemic.
Just on CNN right now, there's a first U.S. death announced because of swine flu. This is getting scary. Infectious diseases passing on from animals to humans. Please, if you have any minute symptoms of flu or simply feel sick, SEE THE DOCTOR.
How Do You React To Seeing A Celebrity?
Ever since I started magazine writing, I have been quite fortunate to interview really interesting people. Some famous and others not quite. But definitely each of them has their own special ability. [This sounds like coming from a "Heroes" episode.]
But sometimes I still get starstruck. Well, make that most of the time. Of course I try to keep cool and nonchalant about. "Who you famous? Normal, normal." Still, the question herein lies: How do you react to seeing a celebrity?
I was running errands for my mum today when I stopped dead on my tracks. A party came out of a photography studio. And I just had a thinking episode.
"Hey! That's Christine Bersola!" (Just a well-known TV personality.) She was leaving with her daughter complete with bodyguards and nannies. We were this close. Something like 2 meters away. And I think my mouth was half-way open.
Do you...
a) Say hi? "Hi, Christine! I am your biggest fan!" Which I'm not really. So maybe I'll try another approach-- "Hi, Christine! Wow...could I have your autograph?" But that would be making like a jologs person.
b) Act cool? Stop looking at her. She's just a normal person. Ok, now stop staring at her entourage.
c) Pretend you did not see her. What...what...ok...nothing happened.
And my phone has a camera built-in. Boohoo.
Someone told me that celebrities actually are happy if people recognize them. [Though I think this would apply mostly to politicians.]
I have a philosophy that no one is considered famous until I know him or her by name and face. Well, doink, that leaves half of the people on TV. As you can see, I am just a hopeless starstruck even if I pretend I'm not. But I keep cool, really I do.
But sometimes I still get starstruck. Well, make that most of the time. Of course I try to keep cool and nonchalant about. "Who you famous? Normal, normal." Still, the question herein lies: How do you react to seeing a celebrity?
I was running errands for my mum today when I stopped dead on my tracks. A party came out of a photography studio. And I just had a thinking episode.
"Hey! That's Christine Bersola!" (Just a well-known TV personality.) She was leaving with her daughter complete with bodyguards and nannies. We were this close. Something like 2 meters away. And I think my mouth was half-way open.
Do you...
a) Say hi? "Hi, Christine! I am your biggest fan!" Which I'm not really. So maybe I'll try another approach-- "Hi, Christine! Wow...could I have your autograph?" But that would be making like a jologs person.
b) Act cool? Stop looking at her. She's just a normal person. Ok, now stop staring at her entourage.
c) Pretend you did not see her. What...what...ok...nothing happened.
And my phone has a camera built-in. Boohoo.
Someone told me that celebrities actually are happy if people recognize them. [Though I think this would apply mostly to politicians.]
I have a philosophy that no one is considered famous until I know him or her by name and face. Well, doink, that leaves half of the people on TV. As you can see, I am just a hopeless starstruck even if I pretend I'm not. But I keep cool, really I do.
World War Habits In The 21st Century
Just got back from an all-girls pig-out with my mum, sister, and grandmother.
We ate at this new dimsum place in Binondo. President Tea House is no more. *sob*
We had yummy chicken feet (favorite!!!), siomai, fish fillet and tofu hotpot, and delicious spinach soup.
Kudos to some of the restaurant staff for clearing up the tables for us. It was so crowded that we were forced to climb the stairs to the 4th floor (?). But what about my grandmum, we protested. I said SOME because there were a few staff who prodded us take the upstairs table instead. And SOME who realized that senior citizens will have a hard time with the steep stairs.
So there. Lesson for restaurant owners and other commercial establishments. It is very important to keep your places elderly and handicap-friendly.
And oh yeah, curse those people sitting beside us. Putting their dirty cups on our table. You may be not from here, but you still have to respect the other local diners.
Wooh. Glad to have that over me.
Before leaving, Ama gave us goodies to take home. Weeks-old goodies that is. Hmmm...I guess nothing wrong with a fews-days-old cake.
They say that if you have outlived the World War, you have a tendency to really hoard stuff. Even if you are very well-off now, you may still have that subconscious fear that you will run out of food to eat.
I guess that is where my pack-rat genes came from.
We ate at this new dimsum place in Binondo. President Tea House is no more. *sob*
We had yummy chicken feet (favorite!!!), siomai, fish fillet and tofu hotpot, and delicious spinach soup.
Kudos to some of the restaurant staff for clearing up the tables for us. It was so crowded that we were forced to climb the stairs to the 4th floor (?). But what about my grandmum, we protested. I said SOME because there were a few staff who prodded us take the upstairs table instead. And SOME who realized that senior citizens will have a hard time with the steep stairs.
So there. Lesson for restaurant owners and other commercial establishments. It is very important to keep your places elderly and handicap-friendly.
And oh yeah, curse those people sitting beside us. Putting their dirty cups on our table. You may be not from here, but you still have to respect the other local diners.
Wooh. Glad to have that over me.
Before leaving, Ama gave us goodies to take home. Weeks-old goodies that is. Hmmm...I guess nothing wrong with a fews-days-old cake.
They say that if you have outlived the World War, you have a tendency to really hoard stuff. Even if you are very well-off now, you may still have that subconscious fear that you will run out of food to eat.
I guess that is where my pack-rat genes came from.
Susmaryosep
Call me ignorant, but I just found out last Good Friday that the Filipino expression "Susmaryosep" is actually a juxtaposition of the names "Jesus, Mary, Joseph."
*Boink*
Seriously, it was like a light bulb flashed on top of my head.
I was watching "Himala" with my family on the telly. "Himala" is a Filipino film starring Ms. Nora Aunor. This is a really good movie portraying a kind of spiritual fanaticism with a scarily, creepy ending. One that makes you stare at the screen with mouths open and goosebumps on your arms.
Anyway, a girl was telling Elsa (Nora Aunor) that if you got scared, just repeat "Jesus, Mary, Joseph" all over again.
In the current timeline, Filipinos use the expression "Susmaryosep" when they feel irritated or surprised.
For example, a snake came out of the bush. "Susmaryosep! What was that?"
Or your little brother broke the heirloom vase. "Susmaryosep! You naughty little boy!"
In those contexts, I think the meaning is already lost somewhere. How did "Jesus, Mary, Joseph" came in the picture?
The expression has become a slang sort of. See, even I do not know the history behind the term!
Or I am just really, really ignorant.
*Boink*
Seriously, it was like a light bulb flashed on top of my head.
I was watching "Himala" with my family on the telly. "Himala" is a Filipino film starring Ms. Nora Aunor. This is a really good movie portraying a kind of spiritual fanaticism with a scarily, creepy ending. One that makes you stare at the screen with mouths open and goosebumps on your arms.
Anyway, a girl was telling Elsa (Nora Aunor) that if you got scared, just repeat "Jesus, Mary, Joseph" all over again.
In the current timeline, Filipinos use the expression "Susmaryosep" when they feel irritated or surprised.
For example, a snake came out of the bush. "Susmaryosep! What was that?"
Or your little brother broke the heirloom vase. "Susmaryosep! You naughty little boy!"
In those contexts, I think the meaning is already lost somewhere. How did "Jesus, Mary, Joseph" came in the picture?
The expression has become a slang sort of. See, even I do not know the history behind the term!
Or I am just really, really ignorant.
Seafood Spots Round-Up
Yay for Glorianomics! (Holiday economics care of President Gloria Arroyo)Tomorrow is the start of a really, really long weekend!!!
It is the Holy Week, folks; and it will be downtime for Manila in a few hours what with most Manilans going out-of-town for the season.
Good Friday is no meat day for most devoted Catholics. Will it be fasting or feasting for you? Spot.ph gives a round down on the seafood spots to check out this Lenten season.
Panda-monium At Taipei Zoo
These days, people fake everything.
From LVs to Guccis and now, pandas. Remember Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan?
Coming from a panda lover--oh, yeah, my feelings have been hurt. [Saying that is a tad weird.]
Anyway, Wenzhou brown forest bears are cute too--tuan yuaning at every chance. Cute to some only because "children screamed and parents became irate."
How...visual.
From LVs to Guccis and now, pandas. Remember Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan?
Coming from a panda lover--oh, yeah, my feelings have been hurt. [Saying that is a tad weird.]
Anyway, Wenzhou brown forest bears are cute too--tuan yuaning at every chance. Cute to some only because "children screamed and parents became irate."
How...visual.
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