Meisterburger

Do you say sorry if you feel you have hurt someone? Yes. If actions are not necessary needed, I’d do my best to be sincere, as it’s my way to validate that happened by admitting my mistakes. But after that, “buried the hatchet”. So any ongoing grudges that they still wanted to hold onto are none of my concern. None taken. Do you feel better if the person that hurt you says sorry? Yes. I don’t expect any explanation. A simple “I’m sorry” is enough. Do you forgive people easily? With family or friends, yes but I do not forget. I’m not the type to hold onto grudges, instead I prefer reflecting inwardly and outward, before moving on. Strangers, I would just forget them. Do you say thank you if you've been helped or praised by someone else? Of course. It’s already difficult for me to ask for help, so if someone notices my struggles, that says a lot about them. I don’t do well with compliments but if I do receive them, I will say thank you and bring the attention back to them. It’s like hot potato. You throw me one and I’ll throw it back to you. Do you feel better when you've helped someone and they say thank you to you? I do not expect any reward or validation. So when I help others, I do it because not only it’s right but it’s also an obligation. But.. I would rather not have you say it. Most of the time it’s “don’t thank me yet” *knock on wood*

I was 16. Life was working, school and go home. Nothing special.

Thank you for writing this, I feel deeply resonated by it. .

That one comic that stuck to me the longest. The plot is rather too dark to share but it’s a very good story.

This is a very interesting question. I like to think of it as “One day”. The phase of that sounds more hopeful for me. It’s setting down a map and point at the “X” mark. This will be the destination where I want to reach to. When the time feels right, there will be doubts… but at the end, I take the leap of faith. I may stumbled as I fall, trying to fly. When I reach to the ground, there’ll be time when it easier to lay down. But fate will often comes and tell me to get up and try again. My life map has more than one “X”. Some already got a check mark over it. Meaning I already reached to it.., sometime these destinations lead me to treasure. Sometimes it’s doesn’t. That’s the mystery part of the journey. But I still got more “X” to go to, and I think that’s the exciting part. People tends to expect the start to finish line. A clear straight line. Get things done. It’s an immortal complex that we often find ourselves thinking about. It’s worries us.. give us anxiety to feel we’re not doing anything what we mentally told ourselves we will do it. That’s okay. That’s just saying it’s not the right time. You do what feels right by you.

I’m looking forward to Hogwarts legacy 2 and Lord of the ring open world game that they have announced.

King Kong when is the last time you have pranked someone?

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Friday 31 2025 is the day I’m working.. so I’m planning on being Squidward… oh wait

I would definitely choose the day of picking History as my major instead of Chemistry and Biology. Biggest mistake ever. Could have been History professor.

Hm.. from my experience watching the military parade outside, it’s kinda chaotic.. so I would prefer the indoor for the sake of ‘more organized’ assigned seating that are limited. would it be appealing for you to live in a haunted house alone?

Keep Monday?

70% choleric and 20% Melancholic

Listen to what your childhood wants. It will get you through the fog of confusion.

I wish I have the mentality for that so yes. would it be appealing to you if you have live in a island for a week without supplies?

Scrap. vending machine

Lively

Unfortunately no, work. Do you have plans to do something artsy?

Capybara (autocorrect) Word: Elephant

Banned for not saying order in the court

They probably think I have been traveling through different time and era. That would be world record prank

Not weird but I want to collect as much old military relics as possible and then buried them with me when the time comes. I feel that such precious treasure holds a lot of memories and I strong believe it deserves a rest too. I don’t agree with things being passed down and be use as a display for such shallow reasons.

@Dynamo Pad I finally got the time to write this out. I just want to start with how happy and proud I am, how far you have gone as both event leader and a friend. It’s feels like almost too surreal…like how far ago we have been friends. I always enjoy our talk about the things we both like: Pokemon and Kingdom hearts. If i could have one special memory that i will always remember was when we RP together while back, it was MHA. Those were days when I met you officially and our friendship grows since then. To see how much you have accomplished and how much you’ve made to make it here as a lead event, nothing makes me more happy than to see my fellow friend do what he loves. You always been truthful and always think of others. Working hard and doing the best you can for others. The tasks as event coordinator was no easy job, yet- you’ve done it with love and care. I can sense that in all your posts. How much you want to bring joy and excitement to the forum. You deserve this recognition not just as lead event coordinator, but as someone who has been my friend for a long time. Thank you for all that you do, Dynamo.

My dream was detailed and very emotional. I will do my best to write it out. I was in a classroom or a meeting room. I can’t describe it in words, but the color hue was yellowish and orange. A tall man in a black suit stepped inside- behind him was an older woman. His mother. There was no one in the room but the three of us. I sat there looking at him. But his back was always facing me. I tried to grab his attention but couldn’t. There was something about this character that I fall envious about. Not what he has but who he was. His mother noticed me but did not approach me. Later on, I found out that man was some sort of a soldier or someone who worked with the intelligence for the German’s government. The moment that realization came, the man disappeared. I can feel my whole body becoming weak and exhausted. So I laid down on the couch. The mother approached to me and I can remember the soft and warm feeling of her presence. Very motherly… different.. but kind. She was saying about a German soldier, her son who served during WW2. I got the feeling she was referring to me when she ran her hand gently over my head. She was in tears but smiling, like it was bittersweet. She told me Germany was great but it has fallen. Then all the sudden she was speaking German and I can understand the words she was saying. “America came into our country and caused pain” I cried because I told her I’m American. I feel the guilt and the shame. She just nodded, almost forgiving when she said “America here, is good for you.” I don’t know why but something came over me, and in German, I cried to her “no, America is not my home” out of frustration and anger and sadness. Almost begging to go back home to her. Before the dream ended, I remember her smile and that odd motherly love.. when she left me feeling “you’re home”. Ironically it left me feeling that I don’t believe her. I have reflected what the dream was about.. i do believe in past life regression as I had dreams in the past before that may link to this current one. But i feel that it was telling me that it’s okay to let the past rest without giving up who I am.