Here’s another artifact galing sa aking mahiwagang baul. I wrote this on the Christmas day of 2008. :) Nung high school kasi, uso yung nagkakaboyfriend through text at iritang irita ako sa nanliligaw sa akin. At nung high school kasi, allergic ako sa romantic relationships na kulang sa kabuluhan. At dahil hater ako, at wala akong magawang tulong sa mga kaibigan ko para sugpuin ang isyung ito, dinaan ko nalang sa pagsusulat. Wahaha. :D
Once, a mystified friend asked me, “Could we ever have permanent definition of what conducts are considered proper? Don’t behavior that are considered right—or so to say, ethical—change from time to time depending on the evolution of society?” She was in a roundabout way of asking what my stand is concerning lesbianism, furthermore, relationships that exist between the same sexes. I have to answer that it is safest to do what had been done yesterday by many righteous people. And with that, I was also playing safe with my answer. Later on, as I allowed myself rather subconsciously to know what might have been the real answer, I was dismayed. It’s a ‘no’ and a ‘yes’ respectively.
Behind all this, still, in many things I prefer old-school; better yet, those things which have already proven their worth.
Not that I don’t experiment with my clothes or tried to dye my hair pink. There’s just this part of me who’d rather stay steadfast to the classic manner of performing certain conduct of life than be beleaguered by modernity and peer pressure. Neither can anybody tell me I’m being such a hopeless individual who wouldn’t strive to waft along the contemporary world’s means of teenage existence. It is so because I know my stand very well I could be an activist for it.
So, what is this classic manner of performing certain conduct of life I’d rather stick to?
It may just be the right time to let the cat out of the bag—I’m talking about (ta-da!) TRADITIONAL COURTING.
Nowadays, two people can get into relationships very quickly without the boy having the sweat of undertaking, better say, suffering proper courting procedures. Girl-boy relationship is fast becoming a monopoly of vending machine-like method of ownership of a target product—complacency relished in the end.
A boy spends a substantial amount of riches and after some whirrs and clicks and a beep from the apparatus, he dig ups what he wants—probably a Snickers—without having to train his nerves to deal with a human interference—counter lady?—who might have offered him trifling products before actually handing him the product he ought to be buying. Likewise, a boy doesn’t have to go to the house of his girl to meet the parents—which I admit a feat which is already beyond what is in style and unfunny today so let’s paraphrase that to…the boy doesn’t need to go have a well-phased tête-à-tête with the associates of the girl who will then carry out the rites of Singling Out 101 until they find him righteous and fitting for the girl. That is, a case of human interference before getting what you want.
A legitimate courting procedure must take into place before the boy hears the girl mutter the sweetest ‘yes’. (Err, okay, so, teenagers today might already consider ‘matamis na oo’ one of those tacky phrases that after it had been said out loud, it’s almost always followed by couches such as ‘eew!’ or ‘korny ha’)Before all that, the girl should carry out state-of-the-art scrutiny over the boy’s attitude at every angle possible. She might as well have a background check and the boy’s dating history and stuff like that until he is qualified for the acclaimed boyfriend title.
But what is, just what is happening to the teenage world now? Two so-called individuals in love—which in most cases just two thrilled-to-the-bones individuals—could easily have romantic commitment without even…meeting each other?! Oh yes.
A propos to the troublesome analogy of vending machine relationship, we can abridge it slightly to the world of GM. Perhaps recently the most worn-out word—err, acronym—every single teenager with a cell phone know of. But what I really try to put forth is the world of texting (and mind you, because teenagers have the knacks of distorting the English language, ‘texting’ isn’t even part of any computer dictionary that’s why I got this red zigzag line below the word ‘texting’). GM, by the way, means Group Message (oh no, now you just made me sound like a little miss teenage lingo know-it-all try-hard).
Anyhow, the whole point about, I repeat, vending machine relationships, is the fact that buying canned coke is already overly-modernized, I mean, having a boy-/girlfriend is overly-modernized. Nowadays, your investment for getting a girl-/boyfriend is at fearfully low, fixed rate. For two weeks to a month or so, depending on the girl’s state of mind, the boy spends on buying cellphone load on the nearby sari-sari store. And that’s just it, the boy’s investment. He’ll pay for the autoloadworth a few hundred pesos or less, depending on the duration of his over-the-satellite courting which will subsequently depend on the girl’s state of mind as to when will she blurt out her matamis na oo. A boy or a girl equipped with a decent cell phone and a few bucks for cell phone maintenance is all-set to get into a romantic relationship after as early as two weeks. The boy just have to hang around until his phone honks its sweetest beep like he never heard it beep before, only to know that his girl just said ‘yes’ to his appeal of consenting him be ‘her boy’. Well, that’s pretty fast, cost-efficient and easy way of getting a girl friend. Not to tell, lousy, clichéd and foolish too.
Remember the vending machine? Just like when you drop some coins to its coin slot, wait a little, then after whirrs and clicks, you get your sweet reward rolling down the metal plate.
Such kind of relationship is immeasurably fast becoming the foundation of teenage romance. But what about that? The relationship would probably collapse as abruptly as it started. That results to premature heartbreaks which, although created by the gods as a phenomenon designed to be life educational, become, instead, an emotional mess and a real waste of everything there is to be wasted. In the first place, the two didn’t even meet each, haven’t known the real each other, so everything else won’t matter anymore even the allegedtrust that should have existed somewhere really existed.
Although others consider this kind of relationship as just a game he or she played out of well, being, flippant or unserious about relationships, still, the fact that he or she had the guts to enter such romantic—synthetic—affiliation is already lousy and stupid. For eyes like mine, I see it as pretty easy way of stepping on one’s own morals.
Nevertheless, beyond all this irrational and cynical jabbering of mine, there’s still this question hanging—“Could we ever have permanent definition of what conducts are considered proper? Don’t behaviors that are considered ethical change from time to time depending on the evolution of society? Yes, ethics do change over time, ethics change as people change. ”
So, you might be wondering, why the hell do I act exceedingly in opposition to over-the-satellite courting taking into consideration that in reality that is one way how the teenage world spins on its axis today? I think it is just a matter of a little respect to a homegrown culture and…the utilization of common sense…the ability of distinguishing sanity from stupidity. ..
*The style of courting that has been profoundly scrutinized prejudicially by Lace Paulyn Rosaroso is taboo and will be taboo forever!!!