My life online, Part 3

HERE again are some of my (shit)posts on Facebook earlier in the month that I think should be collected.  

For fun. For a laugh.

Nothing cerebral, nothing too intellectual that a fourteen year old could not understand.

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So, why am I sharing these to my column readers who are probably intellectuals and professionals?

Well, because this is one man’s engagement with our future generation, and most people don’t care about this lost generation (likely generations, plural)!

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My engagement with the Filipino youth online is a mission.

Rightly or wrongly, I get things done.

And I think it’s a lot better than the holier-than-thou attitude of people who do nothing.

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There’s a reason for the hashtag #PSNLangMalakas. Wala pang gagong nanalo laban sa akin. —#ThePSN

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May makikipagtagisan sa akin online. Then, bigla na lang, magdi-deactivate ng account. Dahil nagmumukha silang bobo!

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Sino ang bastos? — ‘Yong makipagsagutan sa akin online. Tapos, kapag nalampaso ko na, biglang lalaho, delete comments.

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Life is beautiful. Pero ‘wag din nating i-deny na mayroon talagang mga bulok. 

I focus on the beautiful things that’s why I have a happy, rich, and satisfied life. Pero hindi ko rin pinapalagpas ang kabobohan at kabastusan (lalo ng kabataan). 

I feel it is my duty to teach some people a lesson. Dahil may bastos na mga tao, I find great pleasure na bastusin din sila. 

Kung bastos sila online, binabastos ko rin sila online. Gusto kong nilalampaso ko ang mga walang-galang. Kasi feeling ko, iginaganti ko lang ang ibang binabastos nila. 

Am I not worried about being publicly judged? No, because I know I’m awesome. And my real friends know it, too. 

Kadalasan, ang mga bulok, fake names and dummy accounts lang ang gamit. Matapang lang online. But in real life, mahirap sila, dukha, bobo, walang matatag na principio sa buhay. In short, bulok.

(Posted with the title “Find the bulok in the picture,” with a photo of generally pretty blooms, but with one crown of flowers rotted and rotting).

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Mga tanga! Why do you want to argue with my posts and expect to win? If I can’t win it, I wouldn’t post it. Mga bobo!

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When you call me “harsh”, or parang sino dahil mas matalino ako, hindi constructive criticism ‘yan. So why do you want me to be kind to you?

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Peace be with you, pero habang fake name at dummy account ang gamit mo, wala kang karapatan para question-nin ako. (Eastertide post, obviously.)

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If a teenager learns 10 ideas a day, and 52-year-old PSN learns 10 new ideas a day since his teens, when will today’s teens overtake ThePSN?

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Wala akong inggit sa child stars and early successes ng iba kasi most of them end up as jerks, psychos, or suicide cases.

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Black Saturday reminds me na hindi lahat ay instant. Sometimes, we have to wait. I pity the generation that can’t wait.

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There is nothing like you in the world. You are unique. E, bakit gusto n’yong maging tanga katulad ng iba?

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Kasalanan ko naman talaga na marami ang nagmumukhang tanga sa Facebook. Ang taas kasi ng expectations ko kahit sa aso.

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Kasalanan ko na rin na di ko gusto ang mga pabukol boys na TikTokers. Mahilig kasi ako sa mas malalaking santol.

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Ngayong Viernes Santo, pinapatuwad ko na ang mga nag-bash sa akin sa Facebook kahit hindi pa nila ako pinapatawad.

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Today, Viernes Santo, I pray for all the teen smut writers. Bigyan din sana sila ng katahimikan. Amen.

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Sana naman, kung mag-emote tayo tungkol sa jowa, ‘wag naman sobra pa sa pagpapapako ni Kristo.

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Mamimigay na sana ako ng libreng prepaid load kahit tig-200 lang. Then, naalala ko, haist, April Fools’ pala.

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And that’s my life online from April 1.

It still continues.

And by the time you finish reading this article in installments, I would have moved on to more interesting stories of my life… as art, online, and in the real world./PN