Stranger’s Kiss Keeps 16-Year-Old From Committing Suicide
A boy was on the edge of a bridge, about to end everything. Then a stranger kissed him and saved his life. Sounds like a story straight out of the movies. But it’s real, and there’s footage to prove it.
Last year, a 16-year-old boy from Shenzhen City, Guangdong Province in China was upset about his family troubles. He had lost his mother at a young age and his step-mother had bankrupt his father. The boy seemingly lost all will to live and went to a local bridge.
As the situation escalated, a 19-year-old hotel waitress walked by. Liu Wenxiu had actually attempted suicide herself and knew she could help out. Liu persuaded police to let her talk to the boy by saying she was his girlfriend, even though she had never seen him before.
(via prettyhysterical)
Fights With Everyone I Know, OR How Senior Night Has Made My Life Miserable
As most of you know, I don’t/didn’t want to go to Senior Night, due in part to my kind of zany moral compass prohibiting me from attending circlejerks. But the reasoning for me not wanting to attend is kind of irrelevant - theoretically, to not go to a party you just decline the RSVP, right?
So I tried to decline the RSVP in 11th grade, respectfully. I walked into Spadafora’s office and told her I didn’t want to go. She ignored me and thrust out a bag of senior names, and I was too intimidated to stand up for myself, so I meekly reached in and grabbed Vesta. I left wordlessly, spending all day worrying about it before finally going back to her, returning Vesta’s slip. I thought that would be the end of it, rather pleased with my assertiveness, as I usually roll over at the first sign of trouble.
(Sidebar: I was really surprised anyone cared, considering no one bothered to inform me about senior night meetings, only remembering my existence when it came time to hound me for money. This obviously wasn’t an intentional omission, as people in my school are generally nice people, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t sting a bit. Regardless, I paid my dues, not wanting others to have a finance problem on my account.)
Monday came, and she called me into her office to convince me to go. She assumed that I didn’t want to go because a cheating ex-girlfriend would be there. That wasn’t why, but it was a pretty good reason in and of itself. I tried to explain that I just didn’t morally agree with it, but it’s hard to do that while trying to avoid sounding judgmental or critical, so I wasn’t really able to articulate it properly. I declined for an hour straight, and assumed that would then be the end of it. As it turned out, I then had to repeat my decline-while-not-sounding-critical thing to everyone in my grade, even people I’d never even spoken to. It’s easy to perpetrate peer pressure, so before long I was called a “whiny bitch”, “little brat”, “ungrateful (or sometimes arrogant) douchebag”, etc.
Hilariously, the only people who actually accepted my choice were the seniors themselves. Carly asked me why I wasn’t going, I gave my cursory-and-insufficient explanation, and she wished me a happy friday. Darby never even questioned my decision. She simply expressed sadness that I wouldn’t be coming, and moved on.
Senior year rolled around, and as we crept closer to Yosemite, the drive-by criticisms and cries of “why do you hate us” kept coming. I eventually adopted that as my ‘reason’, because people seemed to accept it much more readily. The pre-senior night sequence of events was basically the same, although muted a little, as at least some people had learned to respect me enough to abide by my decisions. To those people, thank you, and I hope you have fun at senior night.
Anyway, that’s why I’m not going to senior night.
Addendum: I really hope you guys have fun. I bear you no ill will for going, it sounds like a ton of fun. Just wish you guys would stop trying to make me go.
This is probably one of those statements that would be seen as incredibly misogynistic if the genders were reversed.
(Source: 23kiss, via themusictomyears)
— Peep Show
I could use a little fuel myself/
And we could all use a little CHANGE’
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-Smash Mouth, All Star
The glee with which he delivers the terrible punchline makes me smile every time.
a device for turning coffee into theorems: HEY, DID I MISS ANYTHING? →
Kids:
A few hours ago, I landed in Los Angeles, turned on my phone, and confirmed what you already know. Sony Pictures Television is replacing me as showrunner on Community, with two seasoned fellows that I’m sure are quite nice - actually, I have it on good authority they’re…
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LotekGriff, Reddit
Not sure if this makes me feel better or worse about intended major.
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Codecademy tutorials on JavaScript prototyping.
(How many times has this happened to you?)
