I was inspired to write this blog by this one song that im currently listening to. Feels like home. Im not talking about an actual home. Im talking about that feeling that you feel so fucking comfortable for the first time. That feeling that finally someone gets what are you trying to say without saying it. Its amazing how people act differently feels exactly the same way. My kind of ''feels like home'' is
Tumblr
Oh my god, its amazing how you can reblog or see what's new. 1 hour is never enough. There's always something amazing that i need to see. It is sooooo much more than i expect it to be. It can be beautiful, it can sad, it can be true, it can be inspired. Different county but same tumblr and pictures. All of the quotes are accurately fits the whole idea. Its like they are reading my mind. No one can even say it out loud exactly like how tumblr express it. That's why i said that i can't live without internet. Because tumblr is in it. No matter what kind of image or news or quote are you looking for, tumblr has it. Im trying so hard to tell you how does it feel but i just can't because this is my home. My kind of people and my kind of happy place. I could not think of a better site than tumblr. All this time i was online, There must be this 3 website that i open first. Facebook, tumblr and youtube. I get easily bored with facebook and youtube is just like an ass if there's a bad connection. But tumblr is easy. All i have to do is scroll down and down and down until i see something that caught my attention, then i reblog it. Everything and i mean everything that i reblog is kinda something that's going on my mind. Certain images i reblog is cuz its pretty but some of them is what i felt or feel. Im a bit worry about tumblr because its kinda effecting my education and my time. Its like a freakin time machine or something. It suck time. Wow, that weird. Hahaha, but its true. So, i just have to be stronger i guess. I need to fight for spm. NAAAH,who am i kidding. I'll nver gonna stop. Ya Allah.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Judge
People judge. We can't deny it. We judge people all the time. We get angry if people judge our looks or life. But why are we doing the same thing? Do we think that we're good enough to judge people. I know we judge our enemies. But not everyone is fucking perfect. And not everyone is bad. Honestly i think that the moment we judge someone is the moment we thought that we're a bit better than the other person. Honestly, i judge people. I judge people a lot. I judge people with good looks are snobbish and unfriendly. I judge all the rempit are disgusting and poor. I judge anyone who judge me. But once i think about it, there is soooo many people with different life style. If we are meant to be the same, why Allah create us so differently then? Judge. Judge. Judge. Or other meaning is Jealous towards other fortune. Its fun to judge. For people who has brain, they might judge someone but they take it as a lesson. Meaning, they don't do what they dislike. But others, they judge but they are the one that create that shit at the first place. I hate say this but judging people is fun. You feel alot better. It would be more satisfy if your friends agree with your judgment. Ok, they say that dont judge a book by its cover, but in this world that we live is full of fakers and poser. Now, what you see is what you get. If there is still people who are kind or easy say, fucking rock ! Please, i beg, please step out and show the world who you really are. I don't really have any lesson or those gay stuff but i just wanted to point out that EVERYONE JUDGE.
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