You may have noticed that I have taken down my picture. I did this for two reasons-
1) The new picture is a good representation of what people see when they look at me and what I sometimes feel like.
2) I'm in hiding.
The main reason for this being that Ecuador is a tiny country. When people first meet me their line of questioning starts with "what the heck are you doing in Ecuador?", and after I explain that my grandfather is Ecuadorian they will always ask his name. Granted, nobody has yet told me that they recognize the name but that's probably because he comes from the highlands. People here have large families and lots of friends, everybody knows everybody, and they love to sit around and gossip. So on Myspace or my blog here I do not want people I know to be able to do a search for Ecuador and have my picture pop up.
My blog had already helped me meet some people here. Perhaps a better description would be "cute Latinas". I even took a couple out. The only problem with this is that it was a complete waste of time. One of them seemed nice but on our first date arrived half an hour late with the excuse the Latin version of American Idol was on. I don't know what it is called and I do not care. If I could rid the world of the lameness in TV-show form that is American Idol I would do so gladly, and if that involved murdering Simon Cowell so be it. So you can see the effect that excuse had on me. About as convincing as Elton John in a boxing ring. It didn't help that this girl was stuck-up. I mean, you live in a third world country and have a car, that's great, but you are not rich high-society and probably never will be. Get over yourself. I hate rich snobs in the States and I hate their wanna-be counterparts here in Ecuador.
The next girl turned out to be quite intriguing. It was intriguing to me that someone of her intellectual capacities managed to make it into my same university. Every hour, on the hour, she would send me a message that said simply "hola". At first I tried to respond to all her insane requests for attention and think of interesting messages to send back, but I felt like I was dating a 13-year old girl who just got her first cell phone. It was hell. As I was thinking about deleting her from my Myspace, messenger, phone, ect. and just forgetting I ever met her, I let slip that I'm Mormon. She went from school-girl madly in love to as cold as the other side of my pillow in an instant. From that moment on, she never called or messaged me again. Which, works out quite well in my book but, seriously, wth? I've never seen that kind of reaction to my religion before. Except from the street trash that believe Mormons abduct kids and indoctrinate them.
In case either of these girls are reading I would like to make....aw heck, I don't really care if they are reading or not. Actually, I hope they are.
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Regarding the cold shoulder you got from IM-girl,I think it has more to do with you not being Catholic than with you being Mormon. I don't know the religion demographic in Ecuador, but I would imagine that many women are discouraged from dating non-Catholics... chiefly because their mothers want them to have Catholic weddings.
Ah yes, there does exist that possibility. Thanks for pointing that out!
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