Add 10,000cups of pride. Be at a weird point in your life where you’re feeling alone, from a break up or a falling out of friends. Look at yourself in the mirror and have trouble figuring out why your life has gone to shits. Know why, but be in denial anyway.
Stir in 1chance of encounter with people who think you’re awesome. They like you, you like them, instant connection. This relationship is godsend compared to the last ones —it has meaning, they are the ones who you’ve been looking for, bingo.
Chop up three dozen memorable nights where you’ve spent hours planning a fun-filled night. Everyone meets you at happy hour for sushi and saki, all is going according to plan. After three hours, you tell everyone to drink back at your place. Others are tired of just sitting and drinking, and suggest dancing. How dare they?? They have no right, you’ve put so much thought into the whole evening. Call them out, have them question their choices and persuade them that going back to your place is ideal, for everyone. [click to continue…]
When I was in first grade, me and my cousin (who was a year older) were both chillen on the play ground. We were playin’ our favorite make believe game, The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles . . . all was cool till our bodies were all of a sudden eclipsed by someone’s shadow. It was some random fifth grader who decided to tease my cousin’s name, ” Ha Ha Raphael (that was his name), the Ninja Turtle!” Now, ironically, as much as he loved The Ninja Turtles, he hated it when someone called him that.
Anyway, since at the age of three, I grew up watching Kung Fu movies from Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee. I watched those movies so much that it brain-washed me into thinking I was a ninja attending school in America. I was obsessed with doing somersaults, round-house kicks, and judo chops, and was convinced that if I had to, I could fly from wall to wall throwing ninja stars while looking like a total boss.
Coming from a no bullshit family, I came to my cousins rescue —and together, we joined forces and took on that 5th grader. Needless to say we got our asses whooped . . . and was sent to the principal’s office the following morning. [click to continue…]
OKCupid analyzed 82 million messages sent by members of their free online dating site to form their conclusions, focusing on their four largest single-race groups: whites, asians, blacks, and latinos.
According to their data: “white people actually prefer themselves the least, but right now there’s just so many of them. It’s interesting to think what things would be like if the shoe was on the other foot; if another race outnumbered whites 19:1.”
Read the article here, and don’t forget to check out the interactive visualization charts. In your experiences, do you agree that race affects both quantity and quality of messages? Please share your comments below.
There isn’t a night that goes by where I don’t see a guy, after well-meaning guy getting shot down by a chick at the bar. In the same breath, there are women also stomping home alone every night with defeat in their eyes—knowing damn well their biological clocks are on its last few ticks. Marriage minded men and women all over America are concerned they’ll always play supporting cast to a wedding, rather than the stars of one.
What’s the deal here?
The fact is, most singles are barking up the wrong tree, howling after impossible prey they’ll never-ever catch.
Impossible prey? Wrong trees? Howling? What the fudge-packer are you talking about, Parker?
During the 2008 US Census, most Americans said they approved of racial or ethnic intermarriage. At least six of every 10 people checked “it would be fine.” But data gathered from online dating sites illustrates a different story between what people believe and how they behave.
“According to a new UC Berkeley study of one million online daters, cyberspace is just as segregated as the real world. When it comes to dating online, whites prefer whites, research reveals. More than 80 percent of whites — even the 48 percent of males and 28 percent of females who said they were indifferent to race — sent messages to whites and just three percent contacted blacks.”
