In an imperfect world comprised of 99.99 percent people that see first other's imperfection and .01 percent people who are blind and doesn't seem to appreciate physical imperfection, we all grew accustomed with the variety of ways we had been name called, and for some reason it even induced our own thinking how creative those "pang aasar" was to the point we even laughed out loud to our own imperfections. It's nasty to hear those, especially if you're the type that seems not good at handling it and it easily get your goat that you go nuts and probably go berserk on mauling that bastard that's taking notice of those imperfections, hehe!
I myself went onto that stage where I've been a constant target of those, growing up I've always been that gangling monkey and t'was my staple thing to be called, payat, bangkay, and kalansay and basically everything/ anything that resembles boney creature (even for such a dish like bulalo, darn!). But I've always won the battle of irate-loser (transliterate:pikon-talo) simply because I've learned, even as a kid, to think quickly on a retort which somehow made those things a lot of fun. They'll go like, "Buto, kalansay tabi tabi po sa bangkay!" then I'll fire back with, "Leche, magtigil, 'kaw, kakasama mo sa tao akala mo tao ka na rin!"
For sure (check my stats), we've all been called and took heed of our own imperfections but what such thing could learn you is how to rise on those occassions. While it's funny that we test characters through those shallow ways but it made sense to me. it did in a way that you learn to accept your shortcomings, and not being oblivious about it. Because when you do, that;s the time you'll start giving weight to the pressure of our very own imperfections.
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