Social Media People

There are some kinds of people who are using social media portals (such as facebook, path, twitter, instagram, many more you name it). I will make a changeable list of their functional pattern:

1) People who work through these. 

Social media officer, strategist, public figure, buzzer. They only post something in order to promote their duty.

2) People who need procrastination.

They who don't know what to do when they have nothing to. They who wait. They who need an activity so they look busy. 

3) People who scale status validation from others' thought.

These are people who post everything, like every... Thing. Show off and get happy when people notice (and like their post too). Get screwed when nobody cares. Socmed is everything for them.

4) People who have it because they've been asked to.

Or maybe a friend registered them up. Then they never sign in to. Even if they do, they would soon become other typicality of social media people we are talking about.

5) People who loved it but then get bored.

Previously, they were so active in it. Posting, commenting, replying, anything. Then this kind of people no longer find it interesting. So even when they sign in, they would only see others' activity, like-like-like and if it necessary they leave a comment. They sign in like only once a week per se.

6) People who are drama queens.

They who use social media apps to spread their trivial complaints. And maybe they look for sympathy. 

7) People who judge.

Seeing, seeing, seeing. Judging, judging, judging. Do nothing then. This bitchy character is the closest one to me. 👿

I'll add some more if i found another!

Girls.

They use to talk in their own language, not letting others understand, but they talk in a high pitched volume. When we notice, they suddenly talk girl language by whispering.

They get mad, they get gargled, they laugh, they get mad, they shut, they joke, they get mad. Girls are mad.

They are selective of making friends.

They envy their friends.

They cry a lot and the next day they judge others pussydoll. 

They are always up and down and up and down and they still need to be understood. 

They love surprises. They love surprising. They love being surprised. They love everything but surprises too. 

They hate to be ignored, yet they use to ignore people. 

Girls are strange.

Therefore i'm straight.

Sad, Small and Negative

To feel sad is unavoidable, nor an option. It just came and you just have to wait for it will leave you, whether not, neither abstain. 

To feel small is unplanned, nor ignorable. They said that it is only in your head when i told them that my head is the honor of moronic mind. 

To feel negative is not a gift, nor a hope, never. But when you feel sad and small, there is no way you ever remember the positivity. 

There is no such thing as feeling blue. 

Blue is a color.

I am feeling sad, small and negative. 

Has it occured to you that suddenly some random words stand still inside your head without you knowing why should it be? 

Happening to me now:

Juicy pupa.

Why is Tomorrow Monday?

If you are a grown-up and have a job, you may feel a little depressed every sunday night. Suddenly time has rushly passed and you have to be faster tomorrow because office awaits you. You might ask yourself what have you done on the weekend, why didn't you well rested yesterday, why on earth you feel wasting your time, etc. We need more time! 

But do we?

Perhaps i sound like smart-ass, but here is why we should change our mindset about the innocent Monday, despite cursing it and realize later that it was pointless. Well, let's remove the thought of weekend, from "end of the week" to "begin the start of the end". 

Why we face Monday is because we destine Friday. For example, make the weekend your fun target, and to reach it you have to climb every level of Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Only five levels to start a five stars rated of freedom! 

Still find no effect? Here. 

Make weekend your weekly target (of a basket of fun). Plan your target from the littlest to the craziest. Try to pursue, or if you can't, try harder. 

By thinking about what would you do on your weekend, who would company you, even planning the plan B, means that you keep having a dream every week. 

You reach a target every week: The Weekend. 

So you better replace the thought of "Tomorrow is Monday, too lazy to work!" with "New week will start! Can't wait for the (next) weekend!". It will keep you in a good spirit to have such a hope for a great two-days-of-no-office time. 

Listen, recompose, face yourself.

It is not too hard to face other people at the first time now, because we perhaps had heard about them from another people's story.

Say, you have a friend named A who oftenly tells you about his friend named B. Unconsciously, he has built the image of B in your head, by his own perceptions. How he feels about B, positive or negative, has been recollected to your head by images. Just by telling you stories!

Then one fine day, you get an accidentally occasion to really meet and introduced to B, without any A's intervention. What do you feel? I bet you would have a giggly tee-hee in your mind, because B has had the impact of B! And suddenly you feel that you have known B for such a long time, or maybe if it gets worse, you may already hate B, or even love!

Nowadays' life obliged you to be practical. Use your own brain and never be scared of what people would think, as you are sure that you took a right one. Anyway, what i would like to say here is, every people has their own standpoint or opinion, but it is theirs. You have ears to listen, but also have brain to recompose, yet you don't have to be affected of what you have heard until you encounter yourself. Also, when you have your own opinion, it is yours, fuck people.

If you read this, of course you have to recompose yourself what you have read :)

Can A Chicken Walk Backwards?

This morning, when my Dad carried me to the bus station by bike, we met a chicken, a very big one, a rooster, crossed the street like he wanted to push himself to our bike. 

Then my Dad said, "It is always like this. I wonder why every chicken loves to push himself to every vehicle he meets."

I then remember some rats i have met, they always always acted like they had suicidal tendencies by pushing theirself to my car even if i have stopped. One question passed in my mind, can they even walk backwards? 

I have googled it but there is no exact information, some said that chicken couldn't walk backwards but there are also videos that show that they could! Well i guess it depends on the chicken's mood then..