If you’re going to go down, you might as well blame it on an imaginary animal like Twitter did with their infamous Fail Whale. I’ve taken the liberty of creating this animal for you:
Please use it.
Please oh please.
Update: Tumblr used the TumblBeasts! Check it out :D
- Getting asks isnt a regular thing, I still smile when I see Messages (1).
- People don’t reblog me ASAP. Sure, I get reblogged. 20 or 30 notes, if I’m lucky.
- I dont get asked for pictures of me.
- People don’t ask me for requests.
- I don’t have alot to offer.
- I’m not beautiful or skinny like the other Tumblr famous people.
But I do have a lot of love.
& I love all of my followers.
After mag-perform nung isang bading sa gay pageant, tinanong ako nung emcee kung anong masasabi ko. Sabi ko lang, speechless po ako. Nagpalakpakan yung mga kamag-anak nung bading na nanonood sa gilid. Tinanong ulit ako nung emcee kung bakit speechless ako. Ang sagot ko lang, “sabi po kasi ng nanay ko, kung wala akong sasabihing maganda sa isang tao e wag na lang ako magsalita”. Sabay takbo ako pauwi sa bahay namin.
First, some of us survived being born to mothers who did not have an OB-Gyne and drank San Miguel Beer while they carried us.
While pregnant, they took cold or cough medicine, ate isaw,and didn’t worry about diabetes.
Our baby cribs were made of hard wood covered with lead-based paints, pati na yung walker natin, matigas na kahoy din at wala pang gulong.
We had no soft cushy cribs that play music, no disposable diapers (lampin lang), and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, no kneepads , sometimes wala pang preno yung bisikleta.
As children, we would ride in hot non-airconditioned buses with wooden seats (yung JD bus na pula), or cars with no airconditioning & no seat belts (ngayon lahat may aircon na).
Riding on the back of a carabao on a breezy summer day was considered a treat. Ngayon hindi na nakakakita ng kalabaw ang mga bata.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle purchased from 711 (minsan straight from the faucet or poso)
We shared one soft drink bottle with four of our friends, and NO ONE actually died from this. Or contacted hepatitis.
We ate rice with star margarine, drank raw eggs straight from the shell, and drank softdrinks with real sugar in it (hindi diet coke), but we weren’t sick or overweight kasi nga……
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, and get back when the streetlights came on. Sarap mag patintero, tumbang preso, habulan at taguan.
No one was able to reach us all day( di uso ang cellphone). And yes, we were O.K.
We would spend hours building our wooden trolleys (yung bearing ang gulong) or plywood slides out of scraps and then ride down the street, only to find out we forgot the brakes! After hitting the sidewalk or falling into a canal (seweage channel) a few times, we learned to solve the problem ourselves with our bare & dirty hands .
We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 100 channels on cable, no DVD movies, no surround stereo, no IPODs, no cellphones, no computers, no Internet, no chat rooms, and no Friendster/Multiply/Facebook… WE HAD REAL FRIENDS and we go outside to actually talk and play with them!
We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no stupid lawsuits from these accidents. The only rubbing we get is from our friends with the words… masakit ba? pero pag galit yung kalaro mo… ang sasabihin sa iyo… beh buti nga !
We played marbles (jolens) in the dirt and ate dirty ice cream & fish balls. we were not afraid of getting germs in our stomachs.
We had to live with homemade guns na gawa sa kahoy, tinalian ng lastiko (rubberband), sumpit, tirador at kung ano ano pa na pwedeng makasakitan… pero masaya pa rin ang lahat.
We made up games with sticks (syatong), and cans (tumbang preso) and although we were told they were dangerous, wala naman tayong binulag o napatay. paminsan minsan may nabubukulan lang.
We walked, rode bikes, or took tricycles to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them to jump out the window!
Mini basketball teams had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t pass had to learn to deal with the disappointment. Wala yang mga childhood depression at damaged self-esteem ek-ek na yan. Ang pikon, talo.
Ang magulang ay nandoon lang para tignan kung ayos lang ang mga bata, hindi para makialam at makipag-away sa ibang parents.
That generation of ours has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, creative thinkers and successful professionals ever! They are the CEO’s, Engineers, Doctors and Military Generals of today.
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had failure, success, and responsibility. We learned from our mistakes the hard way.
You might want to share this with others who’ve had the luck to grow up as real kids. We were lucky indeed.
And if you like, forward it to your kids too, so they will know how brave their parents were.
It kind of makes you wanna go out and climb a tree, doesn’t it?!
PS - The big letters are because your eyes may not be able to read this if they were typed any smaller (at your age).
Early this morning, I received an email from our project manager informing us about this little wisdom that she got from her pastor over the weekend. The pastor told them not to celebrate birthdays ‘cause they only bring you closer to your death. Yeah right. Like you need to be a pastor before you could realize that fact. Anyways, she also sent an interesting site that blatantly shows you the exact date of your death. At first, I thought the idea of knowing your date of death is a bit creepy and nonsensical. But yeah, my work is really boring so I gave it a try.
Could you believe it? F*cking f*cktard, and I assumed I’m going to die this year; I really want to join the 27 club. loljk.
Try it here.
doon na lang sa dulo ng pantalan
kung saan malaya tayong makakapag-usap
h’wag mong sasabihin sa kanya
dahil alam mong magagalit lang s’ya’t
pagbabawalan ka pa.
gusto kong sariwain ang mga unang araw
na nakilala kita
kung kelan maluwag ang paghinga ko t’wing ikaw ay kasama
at sa mga pagkakataong nagtatagpo ang ating mga mata
na nginingitian ng isanlibong anghel sa langit;
kasabay ng pag-abot ko sa pangarap na mahalin kita.
sapagkat dito sa looban
at pakiramdam ko, sinusunog ang buong katawan ko sa takot
na maraming umagaw sa iyo at tuluyang
palakihin ang agwat na naghihiwalay sa iyo at sa akin.
doon na lang sa dulo ng pantalan
ko sasabihin ang lahat;
salubungin natin ang palubog na araw
at tsaka ko sasabihing mahal kita
higit pa kanino man.