10/14/25 - I’ll teach you how to start an Amazon shop. We can lose money together.
“After getting into postgrad, you’ll find that everyone in your group has their own way of venting stress. Some people fall in love with exercising and swimming. Some people fall in love with badminton. Some people fall in love with alcohol. Some people fall in love with staying up all night. Some people fall in love with mahjong. And I have fallen in love with my senior doing this PhD.”
Comments say, “A risky move, but with a big chance of victory.”
“Confess your love to him. If he accepts it, he’s yours, and you can make him write your thesis for you. If he rejects you, you can pretend to be depressed and make him feel guilty and write your thesis for you!”
“Eunuchs and maids are not allowed to date inside the Palace.”
“Everyone else relies on their seniors, but I actually relied on my instructor. He’s almost 90-years-old and treated us like his great-grandchildren, sending us money on the holidays and asking after us. He owns a company and said if we can’t figure out what to do, we can retire in his company, and to not spend our whole lives being repressed.”
“He’s still not willing to give you his data?”
“It’s okay, your senior still has a full head of hair. I’m sure he can write two papers by himself.”
“Do you want him to add your name to his paper? You don’t want to take the roundabout route at all.”
“If you’re a guy and he rejected you because you’re the wrong gender, that’s the ultimate move. After that, you just have to look him in the eye and he’ll feel like he owes you and have to make it up to you.”
“I fell in love with drinking and dating. My PhD senior fell in love with makeup and crossdressing.”
“Meanwhile I (straight female) fell in love with my instructor (female). The approval of my director is what a main branch Master’s Degree student desires the most.”
“I fell in love with a postgrad student much more talented than me, so I didn’t suffer at all for my postgrad degree. Anything I didn’t understand, I’d just ask him. Any graph I didn’t know how to make, I’d just ask him. And I had nothing to pay him back with so I ended up marrying him. What else can you do?”
“You’re all memeing but I actually got together with my PhD senior.”
“I just graduated from my PhD program last year, and I remember the best way to relieve stress was to do experiments and love experiments.”
“So what if, just hypothetically speaking, I fell in love with research? What if?”
“You got love, and he got more homework.”
“I hope my instructor can turn into a 30-something, 185cm, muscular single hottie, and not a shrivelled, bald old man telling me to work all day.”
“I also need a senior who can help edit my thesis and not a bunch of juniors constantly asking me questions.”
“You know whether you love him or the first name position on his paper.”
“I fell in love with celebrities and crocheting.”
“Doesn’t he smell old?”
“It’s like dating right before National Week and autumn harvest.” [A strategy is to find a date right before your fields are ready for harvest, so you have an extra pair of hands for harvesting, and you can break up afterwards.]
“I fell in love with Valorant. No time to talk, I just remembered I still have to do my dailies.”
“You can date a postgrad senior in undergrad and he can edit your undergrad essays. You can date a PhD student during your Masters and he can edit your Masters thesis.”
“My friend with a Temu shop really reflected upon himself after National Week and decided to reenter the market. He’s selling 4 pound packages of dates for 17RMB and sold 100 orders the first day, and 40 orders the second day.
Yesterday, his buyers started receiving their orders and he got 29 messages. One glowing review, and 28 buyers saying their fruit was bad and wanting a refund. He’s spending all day dealing with customer service and didn’t make any money at all. His heart is just about destroyed.
He called me again asking what to do.
I don’t get it. They’re dates, not grapes or bananas. How can they be bad? He said that they’re packaged at the farm, and he’s talked to those people many times and it doesn’t improve, and he can’t stay at the farm all day to watch them package…
And the people doing packaging are always trying to get away with stuff, mixing in small fruits into big fruits. Some sellers who really care will weigh each fruit individually and tell him off.
If you can’t do properly quality control, then nothing else matters. It’s not important whether it’s worth the money, you have to guarantee the quality. Who wouldn’t be mad to open a package of bad fruit?
It’s understandable to have a couple of orders of bad produce. Refund if you have to. I sell fruit too, and the only bad shipment I’ve sent out was some durians and I immediately refunded it. And there was an order of lychee where the buyer said a couple of fruits were really small and not as good as what they got last time, and I refunded them 5RMB but they didn’t take it.
I told him, “If you really can’t make it, just quit. You might not be suited to this industry. Come on, send me 9999RMB and I’ll teach you how to start an Amazon shop. We can lose money together.”
Comments say, “So many people are trying to fleece Temu, sellers are having a hard time. I lost 50-60K on Temu.”
“I sold cups on Temu and someone used theirs for two months and a friend accidentally broke it and they applied for a refund. And Temu approved the refund.”
“The shipping location keeps changing, no idea who’s packaging it, fruit quality on Temu is really unstable. I bought a couple of times and gave up on it…”
“The last 24 hostages’ bodies have been buried under ruins (a lot of them in Israel-occupied areas) and Gaza can’t find them in time to hand them over to Israel, and so Israel’s political leaders have announced:
“Yesterday, Hamas has violated the agreement…so we have decided to implement a series of sanctions regarding humanitarian aid. Starting from tomorrow, only half of the agreed upon amount of trucks—300—can enter Gaza. These trucks all belong to United Nations and humanitarian NGOs. Aside from limited humanitarian needs, no fuel or natural gas is allowed to enter Gaza.”
According to Reuter’s report about what three Israeli politicians have said, the Rafah crossing will remain closed until Wednesday and aid is going to dramatically decrease. Channel 12 in Israel quoted an official, “Hamas is severely violating the agreement by not handing over more bodies of deceased.”
Hamas leader Moussa Abu Marzouk said, “A prisoner exchange is “impossible” so long as the Israeli military remains posted in population centres in Gaza. We don’t know exactly where the hostages are. Even the negotiators don’t know where they are. So long as the Israeli military continues their occupation, an exchange is impossible.””
Comments say, “If they can’t hand them over, then don’t sign the agreement.”
“I guessed this would happened.”
“Hamas needs to go die.”
“Just saw a post that kinda touched me.
A girl said that at first, she think that 60 square metres is enough for a house for her. All she needs is a living room, a kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom.
And someone asked, “Don’t you have any hobbies? You don’t need any libraries, gaming rooms, or fitness room? Even if you don’t have any hobbies, you at least need a closet? Isn’t it cramped to do everything in the bedroom or living room? Don’t you have a cat? Don’t you want to give your cat a room?”
The girl was shocked and said that she never even imagined she could do something like that, and then remarked that her life is so empty.
This is when Passer-By A said, “Don’t listen to people talk about what you need—that’s all consumerism. A house is enough if you can perform all your daily needs in there.”
And Passer-By B said, “Where’s the quality of life then? Life is meant to be filled by hobbies and interests in your free time. If all you want is basic survival, aren’t you better off in prison?”
And someone argued back against B, “Why do you have to do it at home? If you want to work out, you can go to a gym. If you want to pass the time, you can go to the library. Normal people can’t afford to devote a whole room to their hobby.”
And the two groups of people started arguing, and the girl got confused and didn’t know what living a good life meant.
This is when Passer-By C said, “If you don’t know, then go try thing out. Once you’ve experienced everything once, just pick your favourite.”
The girl thought that made sense, and renting is cheap right now anyhow, so she started apartment shopping and moving right away. When she was packing up, she threw away a lot of garbage but took away her hobbies, and suddenly felt like having a hobby room sounded good.
So she changed her dream house to 70 square metres.”
Comments say, “You can squeeze out a study in a 60 square metre unit if you plan things out well enough. I can live without a living room, but I need a study.”
“60 is more than enough for one person. You don’t have to set up your hobbies at home. By these standards, if you have enough hobbies, you’d need a whole skyscraper to yourself.”
“Your house is always one room short, your closet is always one outfit short.”