<p>So I’ve been thinking over my life, and darn, life sucks. It’s like the kind of bad dream you get where you’re trying to get away from this big scary dragon that’s going to eat you alive and soon you’ll be dead in some acid pool in its stomach, but what’s worse is that you wouldn’t be able to go to stanford, mit, blah blah blah. It’s like that dream, except it’s real, and you pull those fun all-nighters trying to sneak past the dragon in its sleep.</p>
<p>I see all these stupid threads with kids being like “oh no my school day is long how about yours”, “ahh 5 aps junior year boo hoo” and parents going along with things like “oh my daughter can get past that dragon no problem all-nighters 4 days a week x 4 years oh she is a such a genius”. Did you know that “4” sounds like “die” in a whole lot of Asian languages? Something is wrong with this life. It’s like the dragon’s chasing you in a [url=<a href=“http://xkcd.com/537/]circle[/url”>xkcd: Ducklings]circle[/url</a>] and you’re just running around in this forest, running in circles.</p>
<p>This dragon is the reason I am writing this beautiful morning. You see, every day when I run, I see this pretty girl just out there. She’s Asian, pretty of course (clearly from experience we know that all Asian girls are pretty) and within 5% of my height. As the days roll by and the dragon keeps chasing me in these circles, I get tired. I’m starting to think that just maybe getting eaten up by this dragon might not be that bad, as long as I get to be with this nice girl out there. Heck, maybe I can get some sleep in the dragon’s stomach.</p>
<p>But the problem is, all my life, the only thing I’ve known was how to sprint away from this dragon. I’ve never learned anything about pretty girls, much less how to talk to them. Girls are like stuffed animals in those crane machines they have at supermarkets: they’re pretty and cuddly, but you can try all you want, quarter after quarter, and you aren’t ever going to get one. The stuffed animals are so cute and you obsess day and night over one of them, but you’ve been conned too many times by the machine and you don’t want to waste your time and money over a stuffed animal that would never be in your arms. So I guess that’s my dilemma: how do you learn to operate one of these crane machines while running away from a big scary dragon?</p>
<p>Seriously though, how do you talk to girls? Girls are scary little creatures, sapping away your energy as you even think about them. When you try to talk to them, you just have to avoid looking at them because it’s oh so scary looking at her pretty face. Anything interesting leaves your mind because all you can focus on is her, but then the conversation goes boom because you lose eye contact and what you were about to say. So you squirm away and wish that could talk to her just one more time…</p>
<p>Also, I don’t want to see anything about a certain cute little kid’s book on this. It’s rather crap.</p>