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Wednesday, December 1, 2010
The Paparazzi are after Me
by Jill Christianae on Saturday, September 25, 2010 at 10:57pm
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Hollywood celebrities and controversial public icons are not the only ones who have to act in certain special ways in front of people. Every day, I am subject to the scrutiny of the public eye, specifically to tricycle drivers at Abad Santos Station, LRT 1.
Walking my way down the stairs, I start hearing them describing me by the color of my shirt, by my accessories, by the things I bring and some, by the street where I live.
In chorus, they would say:
“Ateng, nakaputi, sakay na kita!”
Others would try to be impressive:
“Ateng Abucay, dito ka na!”
These drivers could easily become my stalkers.
But as I have decided to walk more often, I now often have to say “no” to these paparazzi, and not in a verbal way. Lindsay Lohan is not the only one who could rush her way out of a crowd in a nonchalant manner. I have to do the same. Without looking at anyone’s eyes, I say no by shaking my head and walk out of there as soon as possible.
It’s okay. They may know where I live but they know nothing about my life.
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