Missing papa and his music...
It's been a year or so.... and the feeling of loss doesn't really wane. You just learn to live with it.
judging you, judging me...
In my short lifetime i have realized a lot of things. one is, people love to judge. and we especially love judging misdeeds of others. i keep on trying to figure out why... so i decided to make myself the lab-rat for my little experiment. i had these questions to answer: what makes me judge someone? how do i judge them? what happens after i judge that person? what good have i got out of it? Firstly, i judge people because i am either intrigue or envious. intrigue because there is something i wanna know about that person and there is no way of knowing it or i am just too proud or "indifferent" to ask. so i start to make my own judgments about him and come up with my own answers. in short, a way of satisfying my curiosity. now, envious because they have something i do not have or want so badly but unable to get. so i judge them, mostly badly, to justify the "fact" that one cannot get everything but rather one gets what they deserve. so i start thinking of "yes,
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