Do you have a spare $10,000 laying around?Where do I sign up for this kind of thing? Do you actually have to know someone in the Philippines or can I use a service?
And I don't blame them. Manila is the ugliest city I've ever seen.
smurfx said:i need proof.
Where do I sign up for this kind of thing? Do you actually have to know someone in the Philippines or can I use a service?
I'm not fond of Manila either. I wish Makati was the capital instead.
FUUUUHe looks even more like a turtle this way.![]()
quick and dirty but you get the idea...
Fuck man. I still remember being out one day and seeing Porches and a Lambo and Ferrari at the mall in Alabang. A couple minutes later I was down the road on some random Manila street and saw a woman in rags sleeping in a broken wooden cart parked in the grassy median of the road with her naked two or three year old standing there watching the traffic pass, surrounded by garbage.I've been to a few Asian countries in my life but I've never felt the disparity between rich and poor so strongly than when I'd be driven outside of my village and on to the highways.
Half your age + 7. If they're younger than that its creepy.
Fuck man. I still remember being out one day and seeing Porches and a Lambo and Ferrari at the mall in Alabang.
This, for whatever reason, is infinitely creepier. Don't know why. Maybe because it's easier for me to imagine myself as the guy? I always wanted an older sugar daddy when I was in high school, but as I age I notice more and more just how creepy that really is. Going out in NYC, you see it a lot.
Give an Asian a lot of money and they'll do their best to show it off to you.
Okay, I'll bite.
How was Spiderman?
I feel the old men are taking advantage of less fortunate peoples in poorer nations for their own lusts and are encouraging young women to essentially sell themselves to them because they have few other opportunities in life.
I read this post like you're speaking in Anjelah Johnson's voice and it entertains me greatly.If you guys seen what I seen you would agree. i mean she didn't want to kiss him , she was cringe-giggling like he farted or something. But he was smooching her.
Lol wuh woah. anyone else see opiate get snapped on , damn. if i was him I'd be like oh hell no, de-mod me so i can cuss this sack of shit.
Yeah... took one foot off the plane in Manila and it was "HEY JOE!" "HEY JOE!" And I'm like Who is Joe? Why do you think I am Joe? Did Joe owe you something? Why are you touching my arm? No, I don't want to go in there. That beer is obviously flat. Why doesn't that car have any windows? There are no knees on that jeep. What is this "balut" thing you keep asking me about? OH JESUS CHRIST IS IT DEAD?It's usually common for Filipinas who look for white guys to assume all white guys are "rich", especially the old ones. Middle class white men are considered "rich" to them already.
Mumbai. Hands down.I still think Thailand is way worse when it comes to the old white guy (falang/farang)/young asian female stereotype.
I would have much rather gotten called 'Joe' than what I got called.Yeah... took one foot off the plane in Manila and it was "HEY JOE!" "HEY JOE!" And I'm like Who is Joe? Why do you think I am Joe? Did Joe owe you something?
seriously....Everyone is ok with this statement?
Also, funny International School Manila was mentioned - that's where I went to school, and let me tell you it's a pain in the butt sometimes when people ask where I went to high school. There's a huge, HUGE stereotypical view of what ISM kids are like here (spoiled, bratty rich kids) that I'm honestly a little bit ashamed to mention it sometimes even in passing conversation. The stereotype is true for maybe only 10% of the people going there, but those are definitely also the loudest bunch. Certainly didn't seem as bad as people make it out to be when I was there (80/90's in the old Makati campus) Only reason I was able to go there was because my Dad had a job at the Asian Development Bank and they provide fantastic benefits for employee families.
Ok, so I'm a product of an anglo - filipina marriage. Granted, my dad and mom's age are more or less the same (they are just 6 years apart) so I don't think my parent's relationship count towards what the OP is complaining about. My dad came here (Manila) from the Netherlands in the mid-70's, met my mom playing tennis of all things, got married and had me a few years later.
Growing up here I know the extremes that a lot of people are talking about and pretty much see it everyday. The middle class here is tiny - it's basically non-existent, and the upper class while constituting an even smaller portion of the total population probably controls maybe 90% of the money. Which is why a lot of advertising here either targets the lower C/D market or goes straight for the A/ upper B market.
For a lot of young women, there really isn't a lot of future for them here, so they look abroad - which is why there's such a big...I don't know the term, I suppose "mail order bride" industry here. A lot of these girls hope to marry a foreigner, move abroad, then get their entire family green cards. The American Dream is still a huge, huge pull for many Filipinos.
Also, funny International School Manila was mentioned - that's where I went to school, and let me tell you it's a pain in the butt sometimes when people ask where I went to high school. There's a huge, HUGE stereotypical view of what ISM kids are like here (spoiled, bratty rich kids) that I'm honestly a little bit ashamed to mention it sometimes even in passing conversation. The stereotype is true for maybe only 10% of the people going there, but those are definitely also the loudest bunch. Certainly didn't seem as bad as people make it out to be when I was there (80/90's in the old Makati campus) Only reason I was able to go there was because my Dad had a job at the Asian Development Bank and they provide fantastic benefits for employee families.
You ever going to update your thread?!I would have much rather gotten called 'Joe' than what I got called.
I got off the plane in Manila, walked outside, and waited for my fiancée's family to pick me up. After waiting forever (because they were at the wrong airport), I decided to approach a guy who worked at the airport for assistance, maybe the use of his phone. I got close to him, gave a friendly smile, and before I could say anything he greeted me:
"WHAT IS UP, MY ('n-word' with the '-er' on the end)?! HOW ARE YOU DOING, BOY?!"
It fucking blew me away. I mean, it's a different people and he probably doesn't interact too much with Americans. He probably had seen shit on the Internet and thought is was appropriate to say.
But I'm like, the nerdiest fucking white guy in the world!
I don't know. All I could say was "Ummmmm...yeah."
I only went to ISM for about 3 months in 2001. I just vividly remember all the kids there wearing different variations of some shiny Nike basketball shoes there. That and a lot of the pinoys kids being soft little bastards who had clearly gotten spoiled by their parent's wealth. Hated the place and I'm glad I left quickly. My sister on the other hand was there for 2 years and had a great time. Last I heard, they actually had fast food workers at the school who sold sbarros and pizza hut directly to the kids. Kinda cool if you ask me though...
I suppose I was lucky because I literally grew up going to that school and had a stable of good friends from all those years there (still keep in touch with most of them) But for new kids, I imagine it's a lot tougher - the place has a habit of encouraging cliques to form.
My thread?You ever going to update your thread?!