STEREOTYPING

**Mountaineers…the just out of bed look (with the matching stench—hahaha. Mga damak! No pun intended. That’s just the way things are;)

For the top: North Face (could be authentic or not, they couldn’t tell the difference anyway), Fluidsurf, Shirts issued by previous climbs or events, Quicksilver na Ukay2x (sagdi rag kuspaw na kaayo basta kai branded!). Sa mga girls, cute Bob Marley tees, racerbacks, or spaghetti.

For the bottom: Anything quick dry preferably Pitman, Fluidsurf, V12, and especially for the girls (or gays) Baye and Lakambini.

And let us not forget the beads and ofcourse tsinelas forever ang footwear. For the upperclass—Merell, Salomon, or Northface trek shoes …Dreadlocks are a plus factor.

Ganja? Please, Cuernos is now officially a drug free organization. Sorry nalang mga users—we’re CLEAN!! Let me just take this opportunity to bring to light the common misconception that during climbs magpasawak and mga tawo. THAT IS NOT TRUE. Well, a selected few maybe, but generally, that is not the in thing for us. Yosi yes, and a little social drinking wouldn’t hurt. But Marijuana? No, thank you.


**Beachlovers…mga pa-cool ug reggae pud (these days, reggae is the universal music)

Boardshorts syempre!!!—definitely could not do without, bahalag maghukas! Any shirt will do but flowered ones are an added bonus, considered unisex. For the girls, cute bikini tops securely fastened para dili makahubo. Sa mga tiyan-conscious, wear that underneath spaghetti staps, sleeveless or god forbid, baby or not—shirts. Ayaw pud.

Accessories: beads gyapon and magsuroy2x downtown gamotor ug gabit-bit skimboard. Wag ideny!!! Kita gani kos silliman galakaw2x gadalag board! Asa dagay to siya muskim—boulevard??!! ;p


**Artists…kani!! :)

The weirder the wardrobe the better. But since im stereotyping hand painted prints on shirts and jeans suffice. Batik jammies and a great number of beads coiled on the wrist/s. Long straight hair on either gender, mga kulong ug buhok baata nalang or the normal boycut and merely be an artist at heart. Slippers as always and specs (spectacles) can be added for the full effect, be it smoked or colored transparent. Oh, and the bag…I almost forgot. Get one of those woven sling bags for the finishing touch. And viola! You get the artist look. Trust me.

It is to be noted though that most of the really good artists that I have gotten to know through the years barely fit the profile. They look normal actually. It might just either be the hair or the character that gives them off. Coz conversation-wise, they do have unique perspectives on things and they are more often than not, intellectuals. They have been that way since their alpha. Katong mga college pa or later na nakadiscover sa artist in them are not genuine. Pirated na sila and just trying to fit in. Sa ma igo lang.


**Soccer Players—hehehe…

Sayon raman kaayo ni. Pag magjersey na gani you can be quite certain soccer player najud na kai funny dagway mag-jersey then dili soccer player. Murag flip actually. Its kind of like the you have no right thing. But if you have a boyfriend that’s a player and your not, that can be arranged. :) Oh and bisag baye, don’t forget to look at the “bag-tax” coz that’s what gives them away. Bisan pa ug magpajaporms ug magpasiksi pero lantawa ra ng mga bagtak di ba kaingon jud kag: Soccer player jud ni, sure ko!!! :)


**Basketball players or Fanatics (sorry, mubo ra ni coz im not too fond of the sport and at my age I’m still not interested in grasping its concept)

Basta mag hi-cut basketball shoes na gani, certified fan or player na na siya.


**Metrosexuals

This isn’t gonna take long. All they have are branded everythings and anythings, from the top to the bottom. Sleek look culminated by flashing wheels. Well manicured hands and much as they hate to admit it, they have actually tried a footspa and scheduling their next appointment yet.


**Rockers

Anything black. Boots to match.


**Hip-Hoppers

Anything baggy. Rubber shoes to match.


**The Nerdy Type (Note: If by reading this and you realize you fit the profile, please do not hesitate to pic a look from those given above. Its okay. Better late than never)

Let us start with the top: Polo shirt buttoned to the last hole. Breast pocked with AT LEAST, two pens (the other one for if the first ceases to function accordingly). In-shirt, definitely! Pants that come close to retro, sa binisaya—king-king. Or pants that gets narrower from top to bottom. But in fairness, these sort can have the cleanest looks. Can be obsessive-compulsive.

Through the years though they seem to have slowly realized that the polo shirt thingie is what gives them off so beware, most are now shirt wearing individuals without the big backpacks. They have opted for smaller ones or none at all, just a pen and notebook walking among us…searching for their next victim…ha ha ha—farout na to.


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LOST

After the fun of elementary and the laughter in high school and the glory days in college…after having applied to all the job openings in your field and eventually those not in your field…after having gotten over the anxiety of that first summons and nerve wracking interview…when all of life’s regrets seem to pile up and you repeat that interview over and over again in your head, wondering how you could have ever answered something so stupid and mundane as “my great weakness is that I have trouble with punctuality”(Note: That was just an example)…while lying in your bed temporarily having forgotten that you have that social life to get back to before you exit the (wonderful to some and not so wonderful to many) world of the unemployed.

And after having worked for a few years—Yes, surprisingly, work can still be found in the Philippines!… despite what has unconsciously been inculcated in our minds since time in memorial, it is quite a fallacy that work cannot be found in this graftly corrupted country (I am well aware of the fact that there is no such word as “graftly” but this is my blog and I can very well create my own lingo if I want to. Thank you). Those that cannot find work are those that do not try hard enough, in harsher terms: the losers that give up. Its as simple as that, trust me. But mind you I did not say high-paying (in your standards), I only said work. Nursing students need not apply.

But let me not deviate from my theme… :) this is not about employment or unemployment, I’ll worry about the latter when I resign. This about the what nows. You work not necessarily your ass off, but yes, you work and try to find dignity and importance in whatever it is you do…counting the number of subordinates you have as the years go by while finding some distorted form of self-worth by doing so. With your pay you buy most of the things you either couldn’t afford or had to really save up for when you were on allowance slash charity. You might kick yourself eventually and regret having wasted so much money on that impulse buy, but hey? Its my money. I don’t have a family to support so what the heck! Spend! Spend! Spend!

The single and employed are the backbone of this dwindling economy.

So here goes the big question—WHAT NOW?? Think about it. I’ll continue this later.