That's really beautiful. Death sucks but I like the way you positioned it. Thank you kind stranger. I hope you as well are doing just as well, thank you
Was running around with my cousins on pavement wearing flip flops. I was chasing my cousin who ran up stairs and I slipped and hit my face on the side of a stair. To this day, I still have the scar on my lip that my tooth opened up.
It's crazy what's been happening lately. I have a relatively big family and, honestly I don't know a whole of them, but in the past two weeks two extended family members passed. Then, this morning, I just got the news that my aunty whom I've known all my life passed.
Whats going on? Why are so many people dying? In the past year I've lost 4 family members. All to sickness or to some sort of external factor.
I wish I was like John Coffey. I'm not religious, in fact God can fuck off, but I wish I could get healing powers. Imagine what life would be like if instead of dying, grieving, crying, people can celebrate, smile, laugh. Parents can see their sick children grow to be adults. People can see the world instead of seeing it through the windows from a bed. People can walk with their families instead of wheeling by their side. If I had supernatural healing powers, like the people in the movies I watch and video games I play, that could all be possible.
I often think that life is a punishment. Being able to live isn't a gift. It feels more like a curse.
I knew it! I knew I was wrong but my stupid brain said otherwise, thanks
I'm using Busuu along with Anki and independent stuff I find online. I used Duolingo for a big part of my study but when I switched to Busuu I quickly realized I didn't know anything about sentence structure, grammer, or even kanji. So, in my opinion, Duolingo is great for learning words and the three writing systems but not so great about learning everything else.
Definitely, I try as much as I can to use the Japanese keyboard and reading in Japanese. It's a cool language and same, there are some songs that I like that I have no idea what they're singing about
Ah, I didn't even catch that. OK then I might be wrong about it being derived from 話す, ah oh well, we're all learning
From what I understand (Don't take what I say as correct as it may be wrong) but when 語(はな) hana, which is derived from 話す(はなす) hanasu which is the verb to speak, is paired with a nationality, with some exceptions of course like English which is 英語(えいご) eigo, it describes a language. So, pair 語(はな) hana with 日本(にほん) nihon, Japan in Japanese, then you get 日本語(にほんご) nihongo, meaning Japanese. Another example is French which is フランス語 (Furansugo).
And 勉強 is the Kanji for べんきょ(benkyo) which means study.
That's cool being to speak and understand multiple languages. I started learning it because I think it sounds neat when people speak it. Plus, I want to go there one day for a visit and I don't want to be a typical 外人 (Foreigner) haha
はい、私は日本語勉強します。(Yes, I'm studying Japanese.) I've been doing it for the past year but not consistently. I can say and understand basic phrases but I'm far from being able to hold a conversation.
I don't know if this is allowed. It's art but it's also music so...I dunno
I want wealth for ease of mind. No more worries about food, shelter, and health for me and my family.
Well if they bothered to submit those patents instead of leaving them in the basement then they might be able to live in a retirement home
To make sure I don't mean it to be sarcastic, I usually say "Cool cool". That usually goes over nicely
I gave my younger cousin my Z Fold 5 for free. I got a new phone and he said he wanted a foldable so it made sense
I was selling an Xbox one and a dude got in touch with asking if he could trade something for it. I can't remember what it was but I think it was slightly worth less than what I was selling for so I offered a deal. Give me this plus $100 and the Xbox is yours. He agreed so I traveled about an hour to meet him at a train station and met up with him.
I give him the Xbox and he gives me the thing and looks me dead in the eye and says "Well, where's my $100?"
I don't know how people can be like that. It baffles me. Needless to say, I just settled the deal with what he gave me since I just wanted that Xbox gone.
I'm fine with having it on ps5 only. I've been playing it since it came out and it's actually pretty good. The combat is solid and the exploration is pretty fun. And, yeah sure, part of the appeal is the outfits you can get for the character but like anything, finding an earning a new outfit is pretty fun
Yes, very nice! I wish I could remember her though.
No, but if you were to see what I look like in real life then you probably wouldn't do anything either. Just the joys of not being able to pick my genes.
When I was in high school I was working in a grocery store for an after-school job. While on a weekend shift, a customer didn't seem to be having a good day and lashed out at me for not being to find something. A lady who I've never seen before came to my defense and stood up for me against the guy and actually vouched for me to my supervisor who came to intervene. That was the last time I think anyone has ever stood up for me.
As in the dream you had while sleeping.
Mine had me seeing the sky distort and turn into some sort of dimensional rift. I remember seeing black goo falling from the sky and seeing a large, sandstone ceiling cover everything. Just beyond the reach of clouds I saw a rocky ceiling with square holes in them that lead into the darkness of space. Then, after getting lost in an ancient pyramid, the sky then turned into planets phasing into one another. Like textures in a video game overlapping one another. I saw lights in the sky flying around like fireflies and hearing a voice saying "You're quarantined on this planet. You may not leave but we can."
I've heard that a phone lock screen can tell you a lot about the person. So, I'm curious.
We always hear about people's bad habits but what's your good habit? Mine is whenever I have a meal that has vegetables in it I always eat that first. That way I get it out if the way then I can enjoy the rest of meal without having to worry about eating it.
I've been working on this game on and off for the past 5 or so years and I'm finally getting to the point that I feel I can release a demo soon. I'm almost there.
I saw a video on YouTube a while back talking about obscure games (I've been searching for this particular video but I can't find it anywhere) and one of the games featured was a surreal, almost nightmarish looking game. It was a first person game where you were moving down a long road that had eyeballs on the sides watching you as you passed by. The sky was blood red and in the distance was completely black. If I remember correctly it looked like a retro game with 2.5d graphics.
I don't know if it was fever dream but I swear I've seen this game before.
What's the point of everything? What are we heading towards? There's got to be a reason why we were put here. Why was I put here? To sit at a computer all day and work for another person making spreadsheets and drawing a bird over and over again? Surely that can't be the reason.
I often hear that "life is a gift", but this is shittiest gift I've ever received. A life full of 9 to 5, too tired to do anything, alone all the time, bills, no money. In post apocalyptic movies there's the risk of death but at least they're alive. Have something to do and appreciating every moment they have breath in their lungs. But, not me. No reason to wake up early other than to be tired at a computer desk. Nothing to look forward to other than the morning coffee. Life is monotonous. Even with stuff to do it's a fleeting feeling. Disappearing the next day knowing that such an event is an anomaly. No fun is to be had.
Movies, video games, and YouTube provide the illusion of being alive. Of breathing for the first time. Of smelling the fresh air of a mountain top. Feeling the touch of a lover. Hearing the laugh of a friend. The feeling of being wanted.
But it's only an illusion that makes my eyes water and my back stiff. Instead of warmth, I get wrist pain. Instead of happiness, I get eye strain. Instead of a living, I get existing.
I read that our lives were born of star dust. Our world is perfectly situated to harbour the gift of life brought down from the void above us by asteroids and comets. The gift of life is unusual it seems. If that's the case...
Why was I put here and cursed to live this life of loneliness?
Here's what happened in the span of two months. My aunts mom died due to a sickness. My uncle died due to sickness and basically giving up. My other aunt got diagnosed with the worst disease you can get so she's starting treatment. This morning, we just got the news that my grandma might be bedridden for the rest of her life due to a medical condition.
The one good thing, be it a tiny piece of good news, is that my dads existing condition is improving but that doesn't mean he's completely cured.
I don't know what's going on. I don't know why this is happening. Why is this happening all at once and close to Christmas no less? I tried to run away and go on vacation, which I am currently on right now, but even here we're getting all this bad news. Work is calling me. Doctors are calling my family members. It feels like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders and no matter what I do, I can't get a rest.
Life blows. If this is what life is meant to be, I wouldn't have made an effort to make it this far. I should've just stayed in bed.
I recently rewatched the video of the woman on the plane screaming that the passenger beside her wasn't human and it got me thinking about something I've seen.
I remember seeing a teenage girl in a small food store I go to address the guy behind the counter as 'human'. "Thanks, human." Stuff like that. I think she was just doing a bit or something but I thought it was strange.
For me, it was a long talk I had with a random person on Omegle when that was a thing. I was bored one night so I decided to give it a try and I was matched with someone who I had nearly a 2 hour conversation with. We told jokes, told each other about ourselves, and talked like we were lifelong friends. But, we never did tell each other our names. I could've talked to this person all night but the interaction turned for the worst near the end. The person was depressed from what I gathered and the depression arose and the conversation fizzled out. I still think about them nearly 6 years later and hope that they are doing good whoever they were.
For example, I once saw a man throw his hat down in anger. He didn't stomp on it which was kind of a let down.