-At Mall of Asia
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-At Mall of Asia
Red, blue and green ones please?
Everyone, I’m elated to tell you that Tumblr will be joining Yahoo.
Before touching on how awesome this is, let me try to allay any concerns: We’re not turning purple. Our headquarters isn’t moving. Our team isn’t changing. Our roadmap isn’t changing. And our mission – to empower creators to make their best work and get it in front of the audience they deserve – certainly isn’t changing.
So what’s new? Simply, Tumblr gets better faster. The work ahead of us remains the same – and we still have a long way to go! – but with more resources to draw from.
Yahoo is the original Internet company, and Marissa and her team share our dream to make the Internet the ultimate creative canvas. I couldn’t be more excited to have her help. We also share a vision for Tumblr’s business that doesn’t compromise the community and product we love. Plus both our logos end with punctuation!
As always, everything that Tumblr is, we owe to this unbelievable community. We won’t let you down.
Yesterday, Lj and I arrived here in Ilocos from the shortest vacation ever in Metro Manila. I enjoyed very much. I just wish to get there as soon as possible. Haha.
This is what you call experience. Summer will be over soon. I need to enjoy the remaining days.
Today is one of the highlights of my summer. On this day, there are many first times for me. After going to Mall of Asia, we went to Star City. Both are erected at Pasay City. And both are my first time visits. I’m not a connoisseur of entertainment rides, but being a first timer made it a unique experience. With no knowledge of what will happen in the next seconds during a ride, I didn’t expect their corresponding twists and turns.
They did achieve the purpose of the place- to give a fun-filled experience and sharp feeling of excitement. My heart did skip a beat. The rides ended our hands shaking. Our knees went trembling. We kept on shouting whilst the machines were doing their thing.
We almost experienced all the rides. Almost. But we decided not to ride the two most fearing (and the most dangerous for a first timer like me) rides in Star City. The most thrilling rides are Surf Dance, Wild River and Blizzard. I got no idea about what will happen. And then I just realized that the ride is making your whole body shake. You had no choice but to shout out what your feeling. I had mini heart attacks. But at least I faced my fears.
The most fascinating ride is the Ferris Wheel. Again, this is another first time, riding the ferris wheel. Plus you get the chance to see the whole view of the busy streets and establishments as a bonus.
Indeed, one of the highlights of my summer.
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”