These facts aren't that fun. For some reason, I feel like Fridays need alliteration. I am too tired. There are three facts.
One. While I was biking with my friend on the trail today, some random kid spoke gibberish at me, and it took me a minute to figure out he was making fun of the fact that I was Chinese. Now how am I supposed to respond to that? I mean, the kid is like younger than ten. So he clearly doesn't know any better. You can't berate a child for being ignorant. It was just kind of weird, because I am usually unaware of my race unless someone points it out. And yes, my friends are highly inappropriate and shout random Asian words at me in greeting (Toshiba! Mitsubishi!), but it's a joke. That's different. If an adult did that to me, I would unleash a string of colorful ENGLISH words at them to prove I am fluent (and most likely better at grammar than they are). But it's a kid. Hmmm. I guess the general message is this: if you are a parent, don't let your kids be assholes.
Two. I love Phineas and Ferb so much. I'm nineteen. Disney owns my soul. I accept it.
Three. Another reason why fanfiction is awesome is you can write about necrophilia, incest, and threesomes and have it be perfectly reasonable. Most people won't bat an eyelid. I have not done this. I'm just saying. I read a really good threesome fic the other day, and it occurred to me how weird it would be if I actually read a published book about something like necrophilia. When it's a fanfic one-shot, life rolls along without disturbance or controversy.