A couple of days ago I found out about pocket printers. I mean, I’ve known they’ve existed years ago but only recently I’ve found myself becoming drawn to them and interested in owning one.
If you have read my previous blogs about the Leuchtturm1917 journals that I ordered, you would know that I have planned on using one as a personal journal/diary sort of thing. I haven’t even thought of actually sticking photos on each entry until I’ve seen a post on one of my BuJo groups on Facebook that featured an HP Sprocket. Read more
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Just because I live in the desert, doesn’t mean I can’t order from Amazon!
When I was living in Manila, ordering online was pure bliss. It always feels like receiving a gift from your past self! Getting something from the mail is actually the most satisfying thing ever, and if you’ve been waiting for what’s inside the package since forever, then that feels extra satisfying when it finally arrives. Read more
That’s what I usually indirectly get from people when they first find out that I’m from the Middle East, particularly in Jeddah, Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I can’t help but crack up because I have only ever been in a tent once in all the years I’ve lived here, and it was because a classmate brought a camping tent to class one time just for the banter. Read more
Coffee is the sweet nectar of the gods that has been bestowed upon us undeserving humans. If there was a genie that gave me three wishes, I would wish for a portable coffee tap that contains infinite litres in my purse.
I internally cringe at people who say “I don’t like coffee” out loud because why would you want to suffer your life like this? Like mannn, here’s a self-care tip: have some of the damn coffee.Read more
While the first one was about what other people say to us Jeddah kids, I’m going to list below the things we normally say that are deemed unusual to your regular Philippine kids (can’t believe I used those words.) Read more
Having been able to study in Jeddah throughout my highschool days and coming back to the Philippines to pursue college, I have come up with a short list of things people say to us who they call Jeddah Kids.
1. “Eh di nakapang Muslim ka din?”
Oh, because I’m wearing my typical everyday clothes, it’s now called “pang Christian.” No.
First of all, you don’t call it “pang Muslim.” I agree that they do wear it religiously, but apparently, the clothes have names. They are called Abaya, and the headdress is called Hijab (although people in my area in Jeddah called it a Tarha).
And to answer the question, we do wear Abaya, and wear Hijab when reprimanded by a religious police. Most of the time, they don’t really care.
2. “Eh ‘di may nakikita kang camel sa kalsada!”
For the nth time, I lived in Jeddah, and it’s a city. Camels don’t belong in cities; they belong in the deserts (and probably zoos). In my 3 and a half years of life there, I swear to all Gods in all mythologies in the world that I have only seen camels twice.
3. “Mainit ‘dun , ‘di ba?”
This is stating the obvious. Of course, it is widely accepted that Middle Eastern countries are the hottest of countries (not to mention hot-headed Arabs blabbering at you all day), and it is given that when a country has deserts, it is apparently a summer-all-year kind of country.
However, contrary to popular belief, Jeddah does have a winter season. I can compare the city to a PMS-ing girlfriend who could not decide where and what to eat and then blames the boyfriend why she’s hungry. One day the weather is flaming hot, and the next thing you know, you’re shivering under the blankets with horrible chapped lips.
4. “Arabo ka pala, eh.”
I do not have any idea how to explain this part. I may have Arab tastes in food and lifestyle (oh yes we do), but that doesn’t make me any more Arab, and any less Filipino.
Take note that the city has loads of Filipino, Chinese, Vietnamese, and other asian restaurants. It has compounds exclusively for American citizens, and for British ones. It has schools, and international ones, that accept mixtures of different decent and ethnicity. So don’t tell me that I am Arab for living in an Arab world (but I sometimes wished I was for some reasons.)
5. “Magsalita ka ngang Arabic.”
Gee, thanks for making me feel humiliated about my Islamic Studies and Arabic Language grades in Highschool. Thanks for the throwback.
My Arabic lexicon only contains words and phrases that can be used everyday, and they’re not even the best ones. I speak like a 1-year old Arab to be honest, or may be even younger. I am always messed up in Arabic language classes (I remember scoring a 9 over a 50-item periodical exam), and I hate being forced to read and write in Arabic.
To impress people with my Arabic language skills, I count from one to five in Arabic. That’s the only thing I learned in all my Arabic language classes. But people fall for it. All the time.