I tried putting this question in your ask. Tumblr became mad noob by limiting my character count. LOLLLLLL.
Hope you notice this. O:
It just came to mind suddenly, but I hope you always have a friend that always loves you. Not like a friend that loves you always like a boyfriend. Not like a friend that loves you always and is in the friend zone - neither of those. Just a friend that cherishes you always as a wonderful companion, and someone that you can cherish always likewise in the same manner. Someone that you can be mad silly with at times but also mad deep. Someone you can tell anything about without locking or hiding anything up, even if it’s a flood full of tears or a huge box of shouts. Someone you can go buck-wild with, going on crazy-butt adventures and living life for-sure. Someone that you can be legit friends forever, no matter whether you’ve got a boyfriend or not. (The type that doesn’t change how they act depending if your man is around, you know? They’re chill with him, but also chill with you.) Someone that you can grow up together with, watch each other’s love life unfold, weddings come and go, parenthood come alive and stabilize, and memories rise and solidify. Someone that you can go through all this (and more) and still legit be able to keep in touch, helping each other throughout the entire way. Someone you can be happy with in ALL things, no matter what. Someone you can cry with in ALL things too, no matter what with no judgment. I hope you have someone like that in your life always. Why? Because you’re a freaking beautiful girl with a freaking beautiful heart. You deserve less drama and more happiness and growth, just like the rest of many people around does. You can be strong, you be tough, but you can always be fragile and calm too. You can be delicate. And that’s why I hope you have someone that can both say “Cheer up! You’re stronger than you think, you silly nub!” in that encouraging, close friend kind of way, but also be able to bust out wise things and ask how you’re doing so that you know you truly are loved. And that you always are. I hope you have someone like that right now. If not, I hope you find one super soon. I was imagining maybe I can be that someone. I’d be a big, fluffy asian totoro (google it if you don’t know what that is, girlll) that’s all mad chill but every now and then when we have one on ones, we can be mad deep and profound and vulnerable and everything else in between. But you’re all the way up in Toronto and I’m all the way down in jersey, so I’m all like, nahhhhh, she’ll find someone just as good up there. Trololololo. Hoping this for you often. Just when the thoughts comes around every now and then. Remember, you’re an amazing girl too. This is a reminder whenever you forget that, aights? P.S. In case you forgot, I’m that one guy way, way, way back you met on Gaia, then talked on formspring, and now I just see you on tumblr every now and then. Lolllll. Talk with me more if I don’t look to creeperish? :3
I tried putting this as a question in your ask, but I ran out of characters. Lolololol. O:
Hopefully you see it. ;D
You’re so freaking epic. So epic, do you even know how how epic so epic is? (That’s the question, I think.) You’re so epic, that whenever I’m on tumblr, I feel like I’ve got a front row seat to a window to one of the chillest, illest girls around. You’re so epic, I can’t even mindlessly heart your posts like I joked around about way, way back. You know why? Because every single post COUNTS. Every post has a tiny bit of story about you. And it’s never served on a plate like I’m being some little kid being fed, but it’s so subtly hidden. Every single post about love, about food (DELICIOUS FOOOOOD), about tea and boba tea, about chilling, about soul-searching, about traveling, about whatever else amazing, these a freaking shining jewel of knowledge about you stored away in that picture, quote, or story that I can always try to take away whenever my eyes lock in, stare, and move on. Even your short personal posts – they’re friggin’ epic too. Even those things show how even when life throws the hammer on you like freaking Thor the Thunder God, you’ve got crazy-butt epic friends to epically brush it off and keep going with your life. It’s freaking awesome, and it makes you freaking awesome. And whenever I’m done with another day of crazy-batpoo college and I remember to check my texts hours after I actually get them, I just have to legit stand there in the middle of the sidewalk on campus and think: dayum, how much more amazing is my life knowing this one cali girl who can switch from deep talks to easy talks and back, just. Like. That. You really are epic. Thank chuu for being my epic friend. :] P.S. I’ll text you back later too, yo. :P Been mad busy learning about human anatomy for nursing major! :O
Mister Rogers and the Dalai Lama
15 Reasons Mister Rogers Was the Best Neighbor Ever
1. Even Koko the Gorilla Loved Him
Most people have heard of Koko, the Stanford-educated gorilla who could speak about 1000 words in American Sign Language, and understand about 2000 in English. What most people don’t know, however, is that Koko was an avid Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood fan. As Esquire reported, when Fred Rogers took a trip out to meet Koko for his show, not only did she immediately wrap her arms around him and embrace him, she did what she’d always seen him do onscreen: she proceeded to take his shoes off!
2. He Made Thieves Think Twice
According to a TV Guide profile, Fred Rogers drove a plain old Impala for years. One day, however, the car was stolen from the street near the TV station. When Rogers filed a police report, the story was picked up by every newspaper, radio and media outlet around town. Amazingly, within 48 hours the car was left in the exact spot where it was taken from, with an apology on the dashboard. It read, “If we’d known it was yours, we never would have taken it.”
3. He Watched His Figure to the Pound
In covering Rogers’ daily routine (waking up at 5; praying for a few hours for all of his friends and family; studying; writing, making calls and reaching out to every fan who took the time to write him; going for a morning swim; getting on a scale; then really starting his day), writer Tom Junod explained that Mr. Rogers weighed in at exactly 143 pounds every day for the last 30 years of his life. He didn’t smoke, didn’t drink, didn’t eat the flesh of any animals, and was extremely disciplined in his daily routine. And while I’m not sure if any of that was because he’d mostly grown up a chubby, single child, Junod points out that Rogers found beauty in the number 143. According to the piece, Rogers came “to see that number as a gift… because, as he says, “the number 143 means ‘I love you.’ It takes one letter to say ‘I’ and four letters to say ‘love’ and three letters to say ‘you.’ One hundred and forty-three.”
4. He Saved Both Public Television and the VCR
Strange but true. When the government wanted to cut Public Television funds in 1969, the relatively unknown Mister Rogers went to Washington. Almost straight out of a Capra film, his 5-6 minute testimony on how TV had the potential to give kids hope and create more productive citizens was so simple but passionate that even the most gruff politicians were charmed. While the budget should have been cut, the funding instead jumped from $9 to $22 million. Rogers also spoke to Congress, and swayed senators into voting to allow VCR’s to record television shows from the home. It was a cantankerous debate at the time, but his argument was that recording a program like his allowed working parents to sit down with their children and watch shows as a family.
5. He Might Have Been the Most Tolerant American Ever
Mister Rogers seems to have been almost exactly the same off-screen as he was onscreen. As an ordained Presbyterian minister, and a man of tremendous faith, Mister Rogers preached tolerance first. Whenever he was asked to castigate non-Christians or gays for their differing beliefs, he would instead face them and say, with sincerity, “God loves you just the way you are.” Often this provoked ire from fundamentalists.
6. He Was Genuinely Curious About Others
Mister Rogers was known as one of the toughest interviews because he’d often befriend reporters, asking them tons of questions, taking pictures of them, compiling an album for them at the end of their time together, and calling them after to check in on them and hear about their families. He wasn’t concerned with himself, and genuinely loved hearing the life stories of others. Amazingly, it wasn’t just with reporters. Once, on a fancy trip up to a PBS exec’s house, he heard the limo driver was going to wait outside for 2 hours, so he insisted the driver come in and join them (which flustered the host). On the way back, Rogers sat up front, and when he learned that they were passing the driver’s home on the way, he asked if they could stop in to meet his family. According to the driver, it was one of the best nights of his life—the house supposedly lit up when Rogers arrived, and he played jazz piano and bantered with them late into the night. Further, like with the reporters, Rogers sent him notes and kept in touch with the driver for the rest of his life.
7. He Was Color-blind
Literally. He couldn’t see the color blue. Of course, he was also figuratively color-blind, as you probably guessed. As were his parents who took in a black foster child when Rogers was growing up.
8. He Could Make a Subway Car full of Strangers Sing
Once while rushing to a New York meeting, there were no cabs available, so Rogers and one of his colleagues hopped on the subway. Esquire reported that the car was filled with people, and they assumed they wouldn’t be noticed. But when the crowd spotted Rogers, they all simultaneously burst into song, chanting “It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood.” The result made Rogers smile wide.
A few more things about him…
9. He Got into TV Because He Hated TV. The first time he turned one on, he saw people angrily throwing pies in each other’s faces. He immediately vowed to use the medium for better than that. Over the years he covered topics as varied as why kids shouldn’t be scared of a haircut, or the bathroom drain (because you won’t fit!), to divorce and war.
10. He Was an Ivy League Dropout. Rogers moved from Dartmouth to Rollins College to pursue his studies in music.
11. He Composed all the Songs on the Show, and over 200 tunes.
12. He Was a perfectionist, and Disliked Ad Libbing. He felt he owed it to children to make sure every word on his show was thought out.
13. Michael Keaton Got His Start on the Show as an assistant — helping puppeteer and operate the trolley.
14. Several Characters on the Show are Named for His Family.Queen Sara is named after Rogers’ wife, and the postman Mr. McFeely is named for his maternal grandfather who always talked to him like an adult, and reminded young Fred that he made every day special just by being himself. Sound familiar? It was the same way Mister Rogers closed every show.
15. The Sweaters. Every one of the cardigans he wore on the show had been hand-knit by his mother.
I’m a horrible person. I’m a monster.
And I’ve never hated anybody else more than I hate myself.
Maybe that’s why we have a lifetime to understand how wonderful it is. Through friends, through family, through our own smiles and tears.