Who Died and Made You God?

WARNING: This is entry doesn’t fall under “good vibes”. I really don’t like ranting in my blog but I really just have to let this out. You can turn your back now by either skipping this entry by scrolling down to the others or by clicking the X on the top right corner. Sorry folks, I really can’t hold this in. I really detest people who judge me. Don’t you? They take one good look at you, who you’re going out with, who your friends are, or maybe they hear a little story somewhere and they think they know you. They think that gives them the right to condemn you and worst, talk to other people about it (“Chismis” is another popular Filipino past time that I dislike. But that’s a whole different topic altogether). There are two types of judgmental pricks. Those that blatantly scoff or criticize you face to face and those that smile at you and probably even kisses you on the cheek and gives you a warm hug but says the worst about you when your back is turned. For the life of me, I can't seem to figure out which is the most evil kind! There are too many of this bad breed of people and so little time to confront all of them. The truth is, I don’t want to waste even just a millisecond of my time on them (not including this entry). I tell you, they are on Karma’s top list. They should really watch their backs. This whole thing will boomerang and when it hits them, it’s gonna be much worst than what they sent out. Here are my last words for those foul-mouthed people in the world… Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.