Am I a bad Muslim if....

Sorry guise, I have been planning to update every Saturday, but I failed to do so. 

I have been contemplating stuff.

And it makes me wonder. A lot about myself. 

"Am I a bad Muslim cuz I have a small tattoo???" 

"Am I a bad Muslim because I drink alcohol once in a while?"

"Am I bad because I don't pray as often or don't pray the same way other Muslims do?"

Truth is... I do sin. Like everyone else, of course

But... There are various Muslims out there.

I am just one in a billion of Muslims.

We are not all the same.

And NO WE ARE NOT TERRORISTS.

But that's not the point. The point is we all sin. And the point i'm trying to make is that no one is perfect and I don't know... I just feel that specific ways of prayers doesn't necessarily change the validation of the prayer itself :)

Hello fellow reader.

Have you ever gone through a day... Where you compare yourself constantly to another person?

Have you ever felt... Helpless to the point where you are too ashamed to ask for help?

Have you ever spent the whole day crying just because you couldn't fit in your favorite jeans? I admit I have. 

Well. I have one thing to say to you.

You. Are. Perfect.

You. Are. Loved. 

You are made to stand out 

You are made not to fit in

Darling, you are an original.

Don't let anyone dull your sparkle.

Don't let anyone destroy your dreams

Never stop learning about yourself. 

Say NO when your heart feels fit to.

Love yourself.

Pro-Choice IS Pro-Life.

So, guys... 

I decided to post something a little more controversial on my blog. And I was supposed to post on Saturday but.... things got crazy. Anyway. 

First of all, if you are not pro-choice, or you get easily offended.. Then leave this post. Sorry, but this post is not for you.

Prochoice IS Pro-life.

I DO NOT CARE WHO SAYS IT IS NOT. It IS.

People misunderstand and think that being prochoice, means supporting murder.

AGAIN. I really need to emphasize this. 

PRO CHOICE IS NOT PRO MURDER.

People misunderstand what pro-choice is.

At first, my whole life. I literally thought I was "Pro Life" I was against abortion, I believed that people who got abortions were so fucking stupid to make that choice. I believed that those women were so irresponsible, awful, and stupid.

Then..... almost a decade ago, a situation happened. Where someone got a pregnancy scare, I won't say their name, here out of respect to them.

This person thought she was pregnant, so she told me that at her age, at her time in college, she could not afford a baby. So let me clarify this. She WAS NOT pregnant anyway, so she did not have to worry about going to a clinic or doing steps to remove the embryo and whatever.

She told me that she was not against abortion if it was truly necessary, and she hoped that I would open my mind. Now, here is where I am glad.. That I have always been flexible. I am always willing to learn. I am always willing to help and support people the best to my abilities. To be a better friend, a better PERSON.

But anyways. I learned about abortion, and to be honest.. yes I WAS DISGUSTED. But did it change my beliefs? No. My friend changed my beliefs.

From that point on, I knew... Not my business, not my choice, not my decision and not my life.

So this brings me back to the point...

If you are not pro choice... You care NOTHING about women rights, health rights, our rights. 

Let me put it to you this way. It is FINE to be against abortion. IT IS OKAY TO D I S A G R E E. BUT there is no way in HELL, that you should use your religion, your personal beliefs, and YOUR opinions to force a woman to conceive full term.

Basically, people's idea of PRO LIFE is actually PRO FETUS.

Forcing a woman to conceive full term, without considering the consequences of what could happen to her body, is NOT pro life. You are not pro life if you care more about a fetus than the woman who's body developed the fetus.

You are not pro life if you believe that a woman should die having her baby.

You are not pro life if suddenly you stop helping a woman after she requests assistance with her baby.

You are PRO FETUS AND ANTI CHOICE. Period.

And that is way different than being pro life, or pro choice.

If you believe.. that a woman gets to make the choice herself.. Then you are pro choice.

If you believe that it is wrong, but you support the woman anyway in her decision, you are pro choice.

If you believe that the woman's life is just as important as yours, then you are pro choice.

BUT I ***WILL**** REPEAT THIS

PRO CHOICE IS NOT SYNONYMOUS TO PRO ABORTION OR PRO MURDER

IT JUST MEANS.. Your choice, I will do my best to support you in your journey, no matter what you decide. And I know that my opinions in the matter, should not affect you as a person. 

That is why... Pro choice IS Pro Life.

To my high school bullies.

Dear former bullies

I hope you know this. 

I forgive you. I forgive you for how you have treated me. To be honest, I have never said a word to you. Never told you how I really felt. But this is how I feel now.

You may have gotten away with the teachers. You may have gotten away with victimizing me. You may have gotten away with.. God knows what. But one thing you have left me with, are scars that have started healing. Scars that you have given me. Unfortunately, I am not able to inflict the same kind of pain on you, that you have inflicted on me. However, all I can say now is... Karma.

Karma has bitten you in the ass. For years now, I have done nothing to you. I have said nothing of malice, I have just stayed quiet and civil with you. So many people wonder... Why am I civil with someone who completely bullied me. Someone who literally threw me under the bus, every single time. I smiled at them, and said it in one word. "Karma." Karma got you. Karma has gotten you, because now I don't need to get you. Why should I? I am a lot more mature than holding grudges, seeking revenge, and wishing awful things to happen to you.

For many years, I have tried to be your friend. Why? Who knows. All I know is I am a very kind woman. I will not let you walk over me, because you hold no more power over me.

You may have gotten away with getting all the staff at our school to like you. But one day, one day, everyone will see your true colors. If not, already.

You hold no more power over me. You know why? I have no more anger. I have no more resentment. I just choose not to acknowledge you. I choose not to be rude to you, I choose to be civil and kind. While you, still treat me like complete and utter dirt. I refuse to be a last minute friend. I refuse to let your hurtful words hold me hostage. As of now, I am free. I am so much stronger, I am so much happier and so much more relieved.

You have treated me like complete shit for many many many many years. I am now letting go of that anger, and hostility. Because it does no good to keep dwelling on the past. At times, it will trigger me, no lie. And I have had hard times trusting more people because of you bullies in my life.


But you know what? I have to say these two words. Fuck. You. 

You no longer affect me. Or my life. And for that I am grateful.

Thank you for reading :)

The reason I almost never write.

I. AM. SO. BAD. AT. KEEPING. A. BLOG. 

No, seriously. I am.

Most of the time, all that goes on in my head.. Are song lyrics.

Basically like... Green Day, Queen, Indian songs.. Whatever

I will TRY keeping my blog updated.

BUT NO PROMISES.. 

A picture of my number ONE favorite band.

Green Day is the shit, man...... I have been a very young girl when I listened to them, and now because I am a young adult.. I still listen to them. Mostly their old albums. 

They are amazing singers, and really good. 

I really do not know what to write about. Hahaha

525,600 minutes

APPRECIATE...

the little things in life.

Appreciate the days you are alive.
Appreciate your lover.
Appreciate your family.
Appreciate the fact you have a roof over your head.


JUST. APPRECIATE. WHAT YOU HAVE.

I have been going through an enormous emotional roller coaster the last few weeks again. Sometimes I'll get in this manic mood where I will post a ton of stuff, sometimes I have no idea what to write about.


OKAY.

Recently, I have spent time... Overanalyzing... Worrying... Crying....
over almost everything.

My boyfriend and I have almost hit a couple of rough patches. 
Keep in mind. Its a long distance relationship for now. And it is so hard. Almost unbearably hard. I will admit, there have been times, where we both wonder if we are better off without each other but honestly every time we talk, every time we Skype, I look at him and I wonder, "How could I be able.. to live without him? How could I stand to not tell him anything? To not talk to him at all"

After all. You know the saying.. LOVE conquers all. No matter what. If both you and your partner are willing to work it out. You WILL make it through.

It is unbelievably hard. 

UNBELIEVABLY HARD to be away from him. It is so hard not being able to kiss him at night, and turn over and cuddle him when I feel like crying.

It is so damn hard, when other people bitch and moan about not seeing their significant other for only three days. When I have not gotten the chance to see my love.

so....

People... you need to appreciate what you have. And trust God. God willing, things will work out for you.

ALSO. It is very hard for my boyfriend too to be away from me. But we are going to be united for the first time in a few weeks and I am beyond excited. I really look forward to seeing him, to going out on dates, to just being with him.

Its going to be amazing.

AGAIN. 
It is not easy to be in a long distance relationship, but it all is worth it in the end.

The Day I met Demi Lovato.

GUISE. GUISE. GUISE. 

OKAY. I was talking to my boyfriend via text. And I was telling him, that I was struggling to think of what to write on my blog.

WELL NOW I have an amazing thing to write about.

June 6th, 2014.

I looked on the Lovato Club member page. I checked every fucking day. Just to see, where she would be going for tour. 

I was not so sure, if she would make it to Pittsburgh, PA, where I could easily get access to going to that concert.

BUT WHATEVER.

So I see the places that are listed...

It said Hershey, Philadelphia, I forget where else but.. I just remember hyperventilating... I was like O M G did I READ THAT RIGHT?

IS MY FUCKING IDOL COMING TO PITTSBURGH PA?! 


After I found out she was coming, I texted my mom. I was relentless. 

I was literally screaming. I found out she was coming to Pittsburgh, and I threw my phone down in excitement.

I texted my best friend at the time, letting her know that DEMETRIA DEVONNE LOVATO was truly gonna be in Pittsburgh IN FUCKING SEPTEMBER!

It was all a BLUR!!!! 

At first! I decided... I would not ask my mom for a meet and greet.

BUT then I realized... I wanted to meet her just as badly. I wanted a freaking picture for God's sake! 


I decided to wait until my mother bought two floor tickets for the concert. BOO YAH! I was so excited.

THEN I decided to check the prices of the meet and greet.

THEY WERE NOT SO BAD! 

After a ton of begging and pleading.. My parents decided, fine they let me get the meet and greets! 

The next few months were a drag! It has not even hit me. AT ALL! 

I remember, thinking to myself "Am I really going to meet Demi Lovato?! REALLY?!"

And thinking, omfg this can't be real!

So.... fast forward to SEPTEMBER 9th 2 0 1 4!!!! 


I was freaking excited.

GUISE. THAT DAY. WAS THE DAY.

I WAS GONNA MEET MY IDOL.

OMFG. NO.

AM I PREPARED?

WHAT.

NO.

I was literally freaking out. 

Me and my friend, we met a few cool people in the lines! 

Then... after 2 FREAKING HOURS. It was finally our turn!!!! 

Everything was such a blur. GUISE OMFG 

I remember seeing her in front of me... AND ALL I COULD SAY WAS "Hey Demi! I love you so much you saved my life!" and she literally smiled and said "Aww come here!" and posed for a picture. 

IT WAS THE CUTEST PICTURE ALIVE OMFG

GUISE..

I was literally crying after I met her...

Demi Lovato is one of the sweetest people EVER.

I just freaking love her so much.


Her concert was A M A Z I N G and I just have no words for it!!!

Like omg.. When she sang Skyscraper, I was literally IN TEARS.

When she sang "Really Don't Care" I was dancing like crazy!

When she sang Let It go, I became crazy!

Pretty much EVERY SINGLE SONG, I just enjoyed watching her sing. She is just the biggest inspiration in my life. <3

OSIDJGKLSDJGLDKGJLSKDJGLSDKJGSLDKJGLSDKJG I MISS HER AND HER CONCERT SO MUCH. BRBBAWLINGMYEYESOUT

Late night thoughts

I have lacked motivation to write a new blog post lately because I kept thinking who the hell will read my posts? Why would people be interested in getting to know me. So I'm still new to this blogging thing, but I'm going to get better. 

First of all I wanna say the last two weeks have been very emotionally draining, I just haven't had the energy to update my blog. 

Anxiety and depression almost took over my friendships, my relationship with my boyfriend and my family.

Luckily, my friends and I are still okay. Boyfriend and I are still okay, family and I are a bit ehhh right now because of a lot of stress happening in all of our lives.

Also! I've recently had an allergic reaction to a specific medicine that was supposed to help relieve my infected stretched ears. Nope, it made everything worse.

I kept getting faux fevers. Like... Actual fevers but my temperature was still fine 98.6 so I thought wtf? Because my face was hot, everything in my body was hot as hell. I was having a hard time sleeping because my body was having chills and I was sweating an hour later. It just made no sense. THEN I became itchy. And later... Hives developed all over my body. Ugly... Red patches on my skin, and it felt REALLY irritating!!

I am currently slowly getting better because I'm on a new medicine now to reduce the itchiness but damn. I've been through a lot the last few weeks. Other stuff I don't need to talk about but.. Yeah whatever lol. I'm going to bed now, so sorry for the Debbie Downer post :/ I just have been through a hell of a lot. Bye now! 

Baby Fever....

Okay. I need help guise......

I. am. having. serious. baby. fever.

I see these cute babies everywhere, and all I think is I want to make one of my own one day. I mean, when they cry, I just want to hold them. When they giggle, all I want to do is kiss them, and when they get all snuggly, thats my favorite mood ever. 

I've been like this ever since I was like........ 10 because I love babies. I want to make one of my own one day, and I just know that I have the ability to be a good mom. 

HOWEVER

TO BE A MOTHER: 

I would have to be prepared to give up my......

-constant nap times

-binge watching TV

-my social life (not that I have any but whatever)

-my sleep.

-MY SLEEP.

-M Y S L E E P!! 

Not only that but they are a huge financial toll... And once you have a baby, that baby is yours for the rest of your life... Dont get me wrong...

I LOVE BABIES. I am just aware that I AM NOT READY TO BE A MOTHER.  NOT JUST YET. 

GAH CONFLICT. 

Bucket List

1) Get to the top of the Eiffel Tower

2) Go back to Turkey 

3) Swim with the dolphins 

4) Meet Tom Hiddleston (HA, not happening) but FANGIRL HARD 

5) Meet Julie Andrews... (Also ha!! Not happening) sighs wistfully... Do I have to say it? 

6) Hike to the Hollywood sign 

7) Visit London

8) Visit actual Harry Potter studio 

9) Tokyo, Japan - Hachi statue

10) Meeting Britney Spears

11) Meeting Harrison Ford -- MUST. MEET. HANS. SOLO. 

12) Meeting Aishwarya Rai and Shahrukh Khan

13) Visit Hobbiton in New Zealand (inner fangirl scream)

14) Ride a jetski!

15) Go zip lining!!!!!!

16) Get a Dolphin kiss! 😍

17) SEPTUM PIERCING

18) Loire valley with my love ❤️

My Anxiety and I

Okay, so basically people think that anxiety is nothing serious right? That it can be cured, or you can recover from it.

THAT IS A LIE. 


You never recover. You learn how to cope, but you never recover, and anxiety should NOT be taken lightly.

Some people are lucky to have mild anxiety which could range from social anxiety to anxiety about anything. My point is all types of anxiety are valid.

Okay, basically here are the two types of anxiety that I have.

I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD)

Which basically means... I worry about everything. I worry about 10/24 hours a day. Its exhausting. It's like having this constant nagging that tells me I will screw up if I do something that is out of my comfort zone, or basically just.. my own voices that keep repeating in my head. "Am I good enough?" "Will I succeed?" "What if people don't like me?" "I really need to stop laughing like that." "God, I am so weird and lame"

Basically.. Negative thoughts take over, and make my anxiety a lot worse..

Also! Due to my deafness, I have social anxiety. I worry about what I say, I worry when people don't text me back, I worry when I make a joke, is it not funny enough, I worry about pissing people off. I worry about pretty much saying anything. Its just a pain in the ass. Even now, I worry about writing about anxiety even though, I shouldn't be worried.

I just worry about saying things that come out wrong, when I do not mean things a specific way, or another way.

I worry about losing people I love, I worry about pretty much anything really. I worry that I would be good enough, I worry about... a lot of things. I worry if people hate me, which I know.

ITS A HELL OF A LOT TO WORRY ABOUT. ITS EXHAUSTING AS HELL I KNOW. 


Nevertheless, I am just a normal girl who loves to watch Netflix, chill with her friends, chat with her boyfriend and I may have anxiety but, I am trying to not let it take over my life :)

10 Reasons...

10 Reasons Why I love My Boyfriend

1) He is the best at puns 

2) He is so creative when writing

3) I can't stay mad at him because he makes me laugh when I am actually mad.

4) He's shown me love like no other guy.

5) He's so brilliant, I am constantly in awe.

6) Whenever we share a joke, we just look at each other and laugh. I love those small moments

7) He writes me small notes once in a while that makes me smile

8) He's excited about our future together

9) He reassures me so much. It's actually really helpful with my anxiety.

10) This list could go on and on. I just love him very much 

A big shout out to my snarky, sweet, intelligent, loving, brilliant future soulmate ❤️

Childhood nostalgia

So basically I was on my Facebook, earlier tonight. And I see that someone decided to share a link of childhood books that basically brought me down memory lane.

One was Chicka Chicka boom boom, I have fond memories of my mom reading the story at night, before we went to bed. And she would always speak and sign at the same time "Chicka Chicka BOOM BOOM"

Another book was Strega Nona, that I realized I had forgotten until the name popped up on the list. I remember Strega Nona was one of the nicest ladies in her Italian village. And I just loved that book :)

I loved all the books on the list.

On the list were also Peter Rabbit, Good Night Moon, Velveteen Rabbit, and Corduroy! 

Ahh, such fond memories of books that remind me of my youth ❤️

I loved them all. I'm about to cry from all the nostalgia that the list gave me. It was just a good list and I loved seeing it. As a 90s person, I love seeing things that remind me of the early 90s- late 90s. It's what I grew up with. One day I'll read my kids those books if they're still around 

Welcome to the messy pit of my thoughts.

For some reason. I don't know WHY but looking at my friends pictures from college, looking at my friends pictures from traveling so much.... 

Makes me feel like looking at my own life and thinking I've accomplished nothing so far. 

I feel like a huge failure because... I don't live on my own, I don't have a college degree, I don't drive, I don't get along with my family all the time, I just... Feel very down sometimes and it sucks.

Basically I'm jealous that everyone got to make friends in college, and because of that they have friends that will stay for a lifetime with them. 

I'm jealous because they can travel together, and they can bring their friends over for thanksgiving, I'm jealous because... I wish I knew where I fit in in the social circle..

But at the same time I tell myself.. Maybe I wasn't meant to fit in anywhere. So right now, I've been struggling to find a creative outlet to grow and accomplish as myself. And to find what I need in life. 

Just basically... Me. 

I'm a person who gets insecure at times, I'm almost always anxious, but hiding it in front of people is what I'm good at. Blogging helps me escape my anxiety. It helps me escape the grasps that anxiety holds on me.

People don't understand that anxiety is real. It's not a simple "omg I wore the wrong shirt today lol I'm so embarrassed" no. If I wear the wrong shirt or I wear something that screws up my entire outfit, my whole mood shifts. 

Another thing. For some people, "Oh he won't text back, no biggie" for me, "was it something I said? Oh no, did something happen? Is everything okay with us?" And that's a problem I face all the time.

I'm working on it, I don't fully recover from anxiety but... I'm learning how to cope and that's all that matters :)

About me: Expanded.

Hey readers!

I am sure you saw one of my previous posts, introducing myself as a deaf person.

"But how do you hear music if you're deaf?"

"Do you lip read?"

"How do you know what people are saying?"

Let me say this. First of all, ever since I was an infant, my parents never knew I was deaf until I was maybe... 10 months old? I do not remember, and I will have to ask my parents if thats accurate, but whatever. My dad told me that he found out I was deaf, how? One time, he was holding me, I was really young, and he just randomly called out my mother. Loudly, I assume; because a few seconds later I started bawling my eyes out. My parents were so confused. They did not know why I randomly started crying! Well, they took me to the doctor for an audiology test. I failed the tests so, basically.. The doctor said I have hearing loss. My parents were heartbroken but my mother decided to take ASL/SEE class to be able to help me communicate, and to communicate with me. My dad had another idea. He did sign but not too much. At two years old, I became old enough to wear hearing aids, so they went ahead and got me hearing aids.

Ever since I was little, I remember, my parents teaching me how to say things, my parents had me go to speech classes for as long as I could remember! (I hated my speech teacher in high school by the way) I had one speech teacher who I really liked, but something happened and she left to teach at another school. Then after that I hated my speech teacher. But anyway, thats not the point.

Back to my using hearing aids. Because I have worn hearing aids since the age of 2, my brain and ears already have been trained for so long to use my residual hearing to help me grow up in a world of hearing people.

How do you understand the music and words?

Honestly, if it were not for the internet and the written lyrics, I would have NO freaking idea what my favorite artists were singing back then. I had to read lyrics over and over and over just to be able to understand what was being sung, but now I can sing along without using the lyrics.

Do you lip read?

Yes I lip read. It is quite exhausting but I lip read when I have to. It helps a lot. I would have to say though.. Because I have grown up in a more.. hearing environment, lip reading comes a bit easier than if I grew up in a deaf school. But thats just my opinion. Not trying to sound snobbish or anything.


How do you know what people are saying?

Well, like I have already explained. Since I was two, I have been around people who spoke for the majority of the time. The human brain is complex, and I am blessed to have been able to pick up what people talk about at a young age. Granted, I still get left out at times. But most of the time, I can talk to my family, I can talk to my friends, I can carry a conversation for the most part. If I know the person very well, it's easier for me to lip read because... Obviously its a person who I know.

So.. Yeah. I hope that expands your knowledge of my deafness!

Deafness is varied. Some people have severe to profound, and wear hearing aids just like me but can't identify words with lip movements. Some people don't wear hearing aids at all, but can understand lip reading perfectly. It varies :)

Thank you for reading! If you have any more questions feel free to ask me :) I won't be offended.

My thoughts about internet and love.

Okay, here's another thought.. This writing is really easy!

I have been seeing articles here and there that put a label on love. For example, if your lover does this.. break up with him. If your lover does that, then you need to have a talk.

I am going to sound like a B I T C H when I say this but... Articles that talk about love need to be burned.

No one. NO ONE has the picture perfect relationship that the movies, the books, and the magazines, seem to talk about. Yes, there are couples who are blessed to live their life a certain way. But I feel that those kind of articles are shaming couples. I mean what happened to BE YOURSELF. And no one else is the judge of your relationship. Just because you read an article about someone being cheated on, does NOT mean you are being cheated on. Just because some article claims that your sex life is dull, does NOT mean your sex life is dull. Just because some freaking article claims that you need to change up your life, DOES NOT MEAN YOU DO IT! The people who write those articles really sound like freaking know it alls and it pisses me off because.. Those people don't know you. Those people don't know your significant other! Articles may claim that you and your partner act a specific way and that may seem like the love is fading. WELL guess what? You and your partner are probably just really comfortable with each other! So do not rely on some bullshit articles. See, the human brain is really easy to be manipulated. Like I said.. Social media and the internet are having a lot of power on us since the last 10 years, more so in the last 5 years. Which is really sad! People should NOT believe everything they read. "Your lover may seem tired, and lonely, and upset. That means he/she/xe/they does/do not love you anymore." Yeah, well guess what? Maybe your partner just had a really bad day. In fact, if your partner is the kind who you KNOW will never leave you, then.. Why base your worries on some article that claims that youre gonna be miserable with them? Cuz you are not!

I recently read a few articles that claimed "If you don't get so excited when you talk to them anymore, you don't love them. The spark is simply not there" No, that is just bullshit. In fact, I LOVE my man. More than anything! We just became more comfortable with each other to the point where talking to each other is basically second nature. Its basically becoming more natural, and honestly, love is more complicated than rainbows and butterflies. It does not mean cloud nine all the time. Talking to my man is second nature to me now. Even if its about nothing, it would still feel weird to just not say anything to him. Because he's my love. He's my best friend. He is the only one who knows all of me. He knows when I'm pissed, (sometimes, hehe sorry honey if you see this <3), he knows when I am sad, he KNOWS what makes me happy.

So basing your love and your partner's love on some article is just stupid because.. That means you have a lot more to work out than just your relationship. And that is the cold, hard, brutal truth. Call me a bitch, and get mad at me. But if you truly felt secure in your relationship you would not feel the need to compare your love life as to a story in a magazine.

Do you ever..

Do you ever stay up at night... wondering what goes on in our body when we sleep? Do you ever.. sometimes look at someone, and observe what goes on in their mind? Am I the only one who likes to do that? I see pictures of my friends, and sometimes I like to imagine the scenarios of what leads up to that specific picture. Sometimes, I look at a person's eyes. Because usually the eyes tell the untold stories. Normally I try not to seem like I creep too hard, because.. I could end up pissing someone off, lol. But just from a distance, I like to watch people. See how they interact with the world, see how they act to their significant other, family member, or even their pet.

It's quite interesting. And sometimes when you come up with stories in your head, it can be fun. Now, I am not saying I am right, but sometimes I get a vibe from people, and I can tell whether or not we would get along with each other. Sometimes I look at someone and tell myself "Just stay friendly, but not super friendly" Sometimes, it will just click in my head, that the person I get a vibe from, needs a friend. Sometimes, I just look at someone and think "What the hell."

-shrugs- who knows, really. Basically, when I was a kid, I remember that my mother used to say "Don't judge a book by its cover" because we never know what someone may be going through.

Do you ever wonder... If maybe your old friends.. wished they were just as close to you as they used to be? Do you ever wonder.. if things were different, what would happen, and where would you be?

I think its nice to take a step back, be anonymous, and just... take time to think about what could other people be going through. Not based on Facebook, or Twitter, or any social media sites for that matter. But... People in front of you. You may not realize it but someone in front of you COULD want to be a friend to you.

We are so wrapped up in social media, and going "Omfg, that person broke up with that person did you know that" or "Omfg, that person posted a bad picture of their kid, so that must be what they are actually like in real life" No.

Just because of whats on social media, does not make it true. And just because its NOT on social media does not make it false.

The media hype has everyone assuming way too many things. Misunderstandings, and miscommunications happen. The important thing is to know, and trust the people who you KNOW you can trust.

And don't rely on social media. Not everything is what they seem online.

Introductory post.. I don't bite!

Hello, fellow reader! Whoever is reading this..

I have never blogged before so bear with me.

First off, I am going to introduce myself, without using my real name because for now I want to keep myself anonymous.

I am a deaf female, who loves music, loves to color, loves fashion, and makeup. Basically, I am your typical.. "white girl"

Also, I love sushi, and I love trying new kinds of foods.

I've always wanted to start a blog but I have had no idea what to write about. Hopefully the next few weeks to next few months I will get an idea of what to write about. :)