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I honestly am so beyond ecstatic to be home.

But it’s still a weird feeling. I’ve noticed that it rains every time I’m on my way home or home as well. Seeing as everything in my life is a metaphor, I view this as a pathetic fallacy. Please excuse me, for I realize I’m rather strange. I prefer the term eccentric. 

I’m just so glad to be home. But it’s so sad at the same time. I think I thought of college as being a way to run away from everything, but I’ve clearly realized that it wasn’t. If anything, it made somethings so much worse, while making other things reasonably better. Now, home seems like a place I can run away too, but every time I get home, as ecstatic as I am, I remember that it clearly is not either. 

It’s just strange. It will always be strange. I’ll always be strange. I suppose I just need to accept this. 





Herman Cain believes that all Muslims in America are extremists.

Well then Mr. Cain, you must also believe that all white people are a part of the Klu Klux Klan. Or perhaps you think that all Germans follow the ideals of Adolf Hitler. I’m sure you believe that all Korean people must be communist as well.

If there is one thing that I can simply not stand, it would have to be ignorance about people’s religions and culture. Just because a handful, out of the 2.2 billion, Muslims in the world took the ideas of a religion that is based upon, like most religions, nothing but the ideals of peace and equality among all, to it’s most extreme core does not mean that every follower of Allāh believes the same. People to tend to forget that in every batch of apples that are picked, there are always a few that are bruised. Rather, they see one bruised apple, and assume them all to be bad. This carries over into society, which strives upon hasty generalizations. Especially when they do not understand, or more so often, not take the time to understand. Speaking as an Pakistani-American, with a great deal of diversity in my family, I’ve seen this. I’ve dealt with this. Whispering about the fact that my father is muslim, behind my back, must automatically make me a terrorist? Maybe it’s just my diversity that makes me more accepting, but I’d also like to believe I at least attempt to understand. 

The assumption that one’s religion automatically must also define their culture and their being, is incredibly medieval. Especially taking the world and society that we reside into account. I can’t bring myself to even understand this. Perhaps it is my own blindness, and I am in no way denouncing religion. We all need something to guide us though this thing called life, and we all do so by different means. All I’m saying is that the moment you judge someone with hasty generalizations based on nothing but your ignorance due to a lack of cultural and social understanding (or at least at attempt at it) you are nothing more than a moronic swine. 



#Herman Cain  #Tolerance  #UNIV 112  #People  #Acceptance  #Can't we all just get along?  


It’s not luck.

It’s not luck that I’ve been doing decently well in my classes. I’ve been studying non stop for the past week. The library is my new home. I’m running on a total of 15 hours of sleep per week. And I’m very, cranky. But I’ve  worked towards it. Just like I’m working towards something better in the future. If I get there, hopefully it’ll be because I deserve. Not that I’m denouncing luck. I absolutely believe in luck. Some things require a pinch of luck. But sometimes, just because something good is achieved, someone might have actually worked towards it. So yes, I will be offended when someone denounces my 100% on that test as a “simple matter of luck.” If anything, it was lucky that I actually studied my arse off for a certain examination, rather than count on luck.