I’m losing my head.

We watched Kara David’s documentary Buto’t Balat (Skin and bones), and it’s about how there’s only so little difference between the Philippines and Africa in terms of the percentage of people suffering from malnutrition. There’s this girl, yknow, I forgot her name (it was Angela, I think), but then she was bed ridden and she was extremely thin that I feel like her whole body is my neck. After watching it, my energy went down the drain, and I just wanted to lay down like her because it’s as if I could feel her pain. If you think Lindsay Lohan with the drugs was already super thin, think again. This is biscuit thin. Toothpick. Hair strand. THIN!!!

And then about three days after the release of that documentary, the girl died. Oh my goodness.

What a coincidence that after that class, it was Economics class and we were talking about Poverty. From the definition, my energy was lost again. It said “Poverty is not being able to go to school, living your life one day at a time, having no money for clothes, fearing the future, having no more food to eat,… What the heck. I wanted to cry, really. It’s just so much. Her image of thinness is lingering on my brain. I think she’s from Bicol, and according to my Economics professor, Bicol is one of the places where the rate of poverty is higher than the other parts of the Philippines (which is really poor anyway).

I’m from UP, and you know the vandalisms here aren’t the typical ones you see anywhere. If it’s not about sex, students write about their political/social beliefs and statements practically everywhere. One that I have read says “Starving in a land of plenty”. True, we’re blessed with so many natural resources. But now our forests are balding, and now look, Filipinos have nothing to eat. What to do, what to do?

I’ve never reacted this way to any poor person that I didn’t know personally. Well, according to my social pyschology professor, it’s because the idea had been personalized for me. I’ve been presented with a specific example so the impact was HUUUUUUGE. I am soooo worried. I can’t believe they don’t eat sometimes! Argh bring me back my energy, I can’t type well.

I hope you’d see the documentary, too. I’ve been looking all over for it, and now I’m being addicted to i-Witness.

Okay, breathe. On the happier side of life: Korean Training Program starts on Saturday. Woohoo!

Am I boring you too much? Okay, sorry for the people who were freaked out of the doll I posted. Hehe. I was glad you were freaked out. Your being grossed out makes me happy. buhaha.

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