Saturday, April 29, 2006

Look-alikes

I’ve pretty much grown up hearing comments like, “You really look like your brothers,” or “You really look like your brothers, but your nose is just flatter.” I had no qualms about those. After all, we’ve come from the same gene pool—my brothers and I. It just so happened that the Lord didn’t give me a more prominent nose bridge.

But I still praise God for who I am—and how I look. After all, “I am fearfully and wonderfully made,” as David puts it in Psalm 139:14. I really think we should have the same conviction that David had: if the world doesn’t publish our faces in the front covers of Vogue or, uhm, Liwayway Magazine, then so what?

Anyway, I decided to have a haircut a week ago. The barber asked me to remove my eyeglasses, which left me clueless as to what was happening to my hair because I couldn’t see my reflection clearly. When the haircut was done, I put on my eyeglasses and eventually realized that my haircut was actually shorter than my usual. Blame it on myopia.

From then on, the comments I’ve received suddenly became more numerous and diverse. My friend, Paul Velasco, thinks I look like Boy Abunda. He has asked people, “Sino’ng kamukha n’ya (referring to me)?” And then their imaginations would drift to places. When these people couldn’t think of anyone else who could possibly look like me, he would say, “Di ba, kamukha n’ya si Boy Abunda?”

Surprisingly, however, these people would nod in agreement and mutter, “Oo nga, ano?”

A couple of hours ago, Migs Cunanan told me, “Lance, may kamukha ka.”

“Sino?” I asked. “Parang kilala ko na ‘yan, ah.” I thought he thought that I looked like Boy.

“Huwag na lang. Baka magalit ka.”

“Hindi. Okay lang. Other people think I look like Boy Abunda, you know?”

“Mas may kamukha ka pa,” Migs said.

“Who?” I asked.

“Si Mahatma Gandhi.”


(Do we look alike? You decide.)

12 comments:

  1. I guess you'd look like Boy Abunda if you were more plump, but I've to admit, you do look like Ghandi now.
    Anyway, just don't go emulating Ghandi. He's a:

    Super Fragile Hungry Mystic Stuck with Halitosis.

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  2. Very funny, Kuya Jordie.

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  3. Nicely said, Lance!

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  4. Haha. Really, you do look like Gandhi.
    Especially with your increasingly gaunt frame.

    Pero hindi nga Lance, EAT! It's getting a bit scary..
    Take care of yourself, ha.

    Oh, and Lance, I still owe you an email. Hehe. I'm sorry..
    I'll write you after this week. Finals kasi namin. Bye! >:D<

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  5. lance dear,

    I could care less who you looked like. I'd say that THEY looked like YOU. hahaha *winks*

    I'm friends with lance, and Lance loves Jesus (vice versa)... so there....

    THEY look like YOU. :)

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  6. Oh no, Jef. I really should eat more shouldn't I?

    Glenda, no wonder why we're friends. :)

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  7. lancelot,

    pogi ka pa rin, no matter what. mabuhay mga ilonggo!! hehe. =P

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  8. Yes, Kuya Butch! Mabuhay!

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  9. gwapo naman si Gandhi eh hahaha... kaibigan, usap tayo! hahaha!

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  10. What a healthy attitude you got :)

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