thoughts of an addictive thinker

For every challenge there is always a right response, for every victory there is always a bitter struggle, for every answer there is always a question and for every man there is always a WHAT?
What is the most used word, while the most asked questions are what do you want? And what do you need? Anyone can know who you are or when you want something or even the manner you want it most of the time but very few times people even closest to you can answer the question what you want, Even what you need can be answered more times basing it on your evnironment and stage in life at that moment.

Weird Stuff: Chinese Hitchhiker Pays For Trips With Sex

The Hitchhiker

So this 19 year Chinese girl decides she wants to take a tour of her country and since she had no money she thought of a brilliant way to take the tour for free (sort of). She posted an ad on Chinese website Weibo saying she's looking for "temporary boyfriends" who must be "good looking, under 30, taller than 1.75 meters and, of course, rich", her plan? To have them pay for her trip to their respective cities and all expenses she might incur while there for a night of undivided attention and sex. In her words

"They will fund my transport to their city and all my expenses while I am there and they need to be generous. In return, they get a whole night with me, my undivided attention, and a chance to show themselves off in the company of a truly beautiful girl."

My Week With The Dean

So last week i had to suffer punishment laid out by the dean for doing absolutely nothing. The thing is the Dean came to my hall last week in the middle of the night to look for a student and guys acknowledged his presence by throwing a plastic pack and as i later heard a piece of bread at him and booing him as he attempted to leave. The dean seemed ready to overlook the fact that projectiles were aimed at him since he dodged them like the agents from Matrix but he just couldn't take the loud boos he got from the guys so he decided to come back in and pack as many students as he could and blame the incident on them. You see my room is by the balcony and that's where the students gathered to boo and hurl projectiles at him so he decided to judge all members of my room as guilty. So for a five days or so some unlucky sons of Eve and I had to join the crop of students the good dean had pick to torment for either committing actual offenses or getting caught in a compromising situation that is no way contrary to the rules, but as the dean made clear to us, impressions are more important than the truth. So for five days i was posted in a group that had to tell students passing by to remember to stick to the rules or correct those actually breaking it after-which we would report to a conference room wait for an hour then get lectured by the good dean.

After the duration of the punishment was over the dean requested we send him a one page report so to speak, about our experience and what we got out of it and this is what i sent:

You Can Only Choose One

I saw this earlier on thenakedconvos, a blog i read frequently and i decided to make this post it. Of the six pills in the picture you can only choose one so i have to choose the one i think i'll use most efficiently or that would be the most fun so here's my opinion on the pill selection pill by pill.

The Blue pill. Well that's an easy one, no way i'm choosing that one. Why would i choose something that would leave me lifeless in just ten years, unless i take it when i'm like 85 and i can't wait so many decades just to take the pill.

The Red pill. Yes the internet is important and stuff but come on, i can only choose one, no way i'm wasting my choice on the ability to check facebook and twitter or scroll through 9gag six times a day. I'll use my phone for that.

The Orange pill. Well i've never actually gotten high so i don't see why i would choose the ability to get high 4 times a day when i could choose to read minds or fly. Sure getting high sounds fun but seriously i could just buy high grade weed if i ever decide to touch the clouds of my mind.

The Black pill. The ability to see the future, nice. I can live with the hassle since i could just look into the future and use that information to get loads of money and always stay one step ahead of danger. The problem i have with this is the butterfly effect. The butterfly effect is when little ripples in time causes the future to change, so one little thing done differently might lead to a completely different future, just you seeing the future might have changed it already. Also it would be boring knowing almost everything that would happen, life without surprises is boringggggg.