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My facebook friend called me a race traitor

talking heads — Thu, 26 May 2016 20:33:51 +0800

Ok, so this friend of mine, we've known each other for quite a long time, occasionally we had a few interactions in Facebook and that's all.

Yesterday, he shared a photo of him and his girlfriend in Jejudo, and I liked the photo and give some compliments.

Nothing's wrong right? But then we have some nonsensical conversation

Me: You guys look lovely in this pic, have fun in korea!
Him: You know mandarin right?
Me: Yeah
Him: Then why do you speak English to me? You think I don't know Mandarin?
Me: Yeah I know you speak Mandarin but what's wrong with me replying with English?
Him: You thought English is high class isn't it? You know you should be ashamed of yourself for not speaking Mandarin to me you fucking race traitor! You're a disgrace.

*He writes in Chinese and I just translated it

One day after but I still don't understand what did I do to offend him. Well I just assume it's the pms affecting him and pray we don't ever meet again since it's gonna be really really awkward.

My colleague feels sad because I'm going to hell

talking heads — Fri, 15 Apr 2016 15:36:30 +0800

Recently I was switching to a new work place and met this new colleague, surprisingly we got along really well and started to hang out more after work.

Today while we having lunch together, he said he feels really grateful to have a great friend like me in work and too bad a good person like me are still going to hell. This piqued my interest so naturally I asked him why am I going to hell, and he gazed at me with deadpan seriousness and said 'because you're not Muslim'

That was an really awkward moment for me and I really don't know how to respond appropriately, after a moment of silence I fake a laugh and replied "I'm sure you will rescue me from hell when you get to heaven!" and switched to other topics.

Well at least it's great to have a friend being honest to me. I guess.

Life is good.

talking heads — Sat, 09 Jan 2016 16:54:57 +0800

but when I stop making a big deal out of small things, life becomes much more miserable and depressing.

that is why I like to make something out of nothing.

This is the only way I can enjoy life to the fullest. #yolo

English can be confusing sometimes

talking heads — Thu, 12 Nov 2015 14:57:20 +0800

Apple and pineapple

Grape and grapefruit

Who is your favorite storyteller in /k/

talking heads — Wed, 04 Nov 2015 15:26:41 +0800

used to follow tetsu but too bad he isn't active anymore.

How Is That Still A Thing?

talking heads — Thu, 29 Oct 2015 20:34:37 +0800

What are some things that make you think, why the fuck are we still having this discussion? How is that still a thing?

For me, it's vaccines and autism, seriously? why?

The Egg

talking heads — Wed, 21 Oct 2015 16:22:35 +0800

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

http://www.galactanet.com/oneoff/theegg_mod.html
The Egg
By: Andy Weir

Who started the vegan circlejerk in /k

talking heads — Thu, 15 Oct 2015 11:49:26 +0800

Anyone can tell me the story?

Muslim teen arrested over clock mistaken for bomb

talking heads — Wed, 16 Sep 2015 20:35:27 +0800

Ahmed Mohamed is a ninth-grader in Irving, Texas who likes to tinker with electronics. On Monday, according to the Dallas Morning News, he built a simple electronic clock — a project he said took about 20 minutes — and strapped it inside a pencil case.

He showed the project to his engineering teacher, who praised the design but advised him not to show it to other teachers. Later, in his English class, the clock beeped while it was in his bag. When he showed the project to his teacher, she thought it looked like a bomb.

He insisted that the clock wasn't a bomb, but the authorities at the school weren't impressed:

The teacher kept the clock. When the principal and a police officer pulled Ahmed out of sixth period, he suspected he wouldn’t get it back.

They led Ahmed into a room where four other police officers waited. He said an officer he’d never seen before leaned back in his chair and remarked: "Yup. That’s who I thought it was."

Ahmed felt suddenly conscious of his brown skin and his name — one of the most common in the Muslim religion. But the police kept him busy with questions.

"They were like, ‘So you tried to make a bomb?’" Ahmed said.

"I told them no, I was trying to make a clock."

"He said, ‘It looks like a movie bomb to me.’"

According to the Dallas Morning News, the police arrested Ahmed and led him out of school in handcuffs. His school gave him a three-day suspension, and police are still investigating the incident.

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Full story: http://www.dallasnews.com/news/community-n...ece