If you have something to say, say it face-to-face, not behind someone's back. If you have nothing good to say about someone, don't say anything at all.
When you're angry, take a moment to calm down and control your emotions. If you fail at something, try harder until you succeed. To move forward in life, sometimes you need to reflect on your past mistakes. Making mistakes isn't wrong—what's wrong is failing to correct them or learn from them. When you speak, speak honestly and from the heart. No matter how harsh or bitter the truth may be, it's always better than a sweet lie.
If you see something wrong, take action—and if you take action, see it through to the end.
My father was the type to give long lectures whenever I did something wrong. Most of these lessons come from him. One of his pieces of advice was about interacting with girls: if you have nothing meaningful to say, maintain cordiality and greet them politely—nothing more, nothing less. Essentially, avoid casual talk, flirting, or hanging out unless it's related to work or studies. I think his intention was to keep me focused on my goals, like finishing university, without getting sidetracked by dating or relationships. Though, I might have overthought it and taken his advice to an extreme.
My dad is a cool guy to hang out with. He doesn't mind casual conversations as long as I address him as "Dad" instead of his real name. Calling parents by their names can create a rift in the parent-child relationship. It's not about disrespect—it's about maintaining the boundary between parent and friend. Kids who call their parents by their names might start treating them like peers, leading to disrespectful behavior or even severed relationships. It's not that they don't understand; it's that they blur the lines between parent and friend, which can lead to poor decisions.
For example, imagine a kid reacting to their best friend dating someone they like. In anger, they might say, "We're no longer friends. Get out of my life." The same mindset can apply to parent-child relationships if boundaries aren't clear. That's why it's important to instill respect early on, not just through grounding but through meaningful consequences that leave a lasting impression.
Speaking of parenting, I once read a news story about a dad who got arrested for child abuse. Here's the context: the dad found his 12-14-year-old son with drugs, likely weed. He confronted his son, asking where he got them and if he'd used them before. The son admitted to using them and cursed at his dad when the drugs were taken away. In anger, the dad slapped his son, locked him in his room, and rushed to the hospital with the drugs to get them analyzed. He forgot his son had a phone and could call for help. By the time the dad returned home, the police were waiting for him. He was arrested, questioned, and eventually sentenced to community service, while his son was sent to rehab. It all worked out in the end, but the dad had to endure the stigma of being labeled a child abuser.
I miss the days when I had internet access and could browse,, download, and enjoy movies, dramas, comics, anime, novels, and games. It was a great way to pass the time, though not always productive. Still, it was fun.
Lately, I've been reflecting on my mental state. I've decided to refer to my mother as "Mom" and my father as "Mom's husband" just to see his reaction. It's amusing, and it also reflects how I feel about him. My dad is my role model—he's never done anything wrong in my eyes. He's the kind of person I aspire to be, but he always told me, "Don't try to be someone else; strive to to be better than them." So, my goal is to surpass him. I also plan to document everything I've learned—books, hobbies, projects, experiments, and even the languages I know—so that if I ever lose my memories, I'll still have a wealth of knowledge to rely on.
I know seven languages, and where I'm from is a secret. I consider myself a good person, though slightly unstable. I have strong self-control, especially over my darker thoughts. If people could read my mind, they'd probably worry about the safety of those around me, particularly women. But I've learned to suppress my desires and anger, though it's not easy. I've even tested my self-control under extreme conditions, like experimenting with aphrodisiacs. That's a story for another time.
I've also been working on overcoming my flaws. I've suppressed lust, anger, and sloth, and I'm working on the rest. It's like collecting the seven deadly sins to grant a wish—though it's not connected to Dragon Ball, as far as I know.
As for Jug-kun, I finally got my revenge for his misuse of water-based attacks. I broke him down, but someone fixed him effortlessly, undoing all my hard work. It's frustrating, but I'll move on.
Anyway, it's time to wrap this up. I've shared a lot about my life, and I hope it's been an interesting read. If not, think of it as a way to pass the time. Thanks for reading, commenting, and liking this. And yes, this note is partly to hit the word count, but I genuinely appreciate your support.