FIRST WEEK…
I was somewhat surprised as I arrived at this City… seeing a bunch of noisy tricycles on the main road (like they were on a race track or something like that…) later on I figured out that this is their way of transportation here… No traffic lights and no route to be followed…
I’ve been to this City for a few times but never stayed for more than one day… I love to travel and I’ve been into different places already eversince I was a kid… Sometimes we just passed at this City and never thought of staying or living here but now here I am trying to fit in… trying to make each day a memorable one…
I thought that the brown-out that happened in our office one night was just an accident, but when it happened almost everyday (men! What a city!) I dunno but it’s really irritating when you were so busy working and all of a sudden ———– brown-out! ggrrr… do you agree with me? Anyways, the city’s clean though and my officemates were nice… but my problem is…. *secret* hahahaha….
SECOND WEEK…
In Hong Kong people sometimes mistook me as Chinese but when they started to strike a conversation with me, there they would know that I am not. Hahaha… But here in Macau, a lot of people mistook me as an Indonesian… Wahhh!!! At first it was just okay but now it’s somewhat annoying already, even other Filipinos think that I am an Indonesian… *sigh* Do I really look like one??? Waahhh… I don’t want to believe nor accept that…
First encounter with a Pinoy guy in a shop.
He was looking at me and said:
Guy: Indonesian?
Me: No, Filipina.
Guy: Oh, I thought you’re an Indonesian.
Second encounter with a guy in a bus stop. I was waiting for the bus to arrived and There’s this guy who keeps on looking at me…
Guy: Nepali? Nepali? (in a very fast tone).
Me: (Puzzled) What??
Guy: Nepali?
Me: No.
G:Oh, Malaysian?
M: No.
G: Indonesian?
M: No.
G: (thinking…) Ahh.. Thailand?
M: No.Then he stopped guessing… so i said “Philippines, Filipino.”
G: Oh i see and smiled…
Third encounter…
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