Note to Humans – Be Yourself..Or Not

You know how people today love being their glory self. They love the fact that this “idea” of loving yourself & accepting you for you are sort of becoming popularized in the media.

“If they don’t accept you for who you are, LEAVE!!!!”

Honestly though, this is a great advice. Especially for those suffocating in a relationship or friendship that’s taking a toll on them. You got to leave when you’re depressed all the time.

There is nothing wrong with loving yourself, being comfortable in your skin, embracing your flaws and weirdness. Being confident, and all that stuff.

But the thing is, people always assumed that they are a good person. They don’t think about their flaws or what they could change about themselves to make them a better person/friend/girlfriend/boyfriend/mother/father etc., etc., you get my point.

They always think, “Aha! This person does not accept my habit of shitting in the living room! I will leave them! Fuck them! This is who I am! I am a woman who shits on her carpet! If they cant accept that, fuck them! Leave is what I’m gonna do!”

You see the problem now?

We are all encouraging each other to love ourselves a little bit more, but we forgot sometimes we can be a really ugly person. We cut queues, we throw our sandwich wrappers by the park bench, we sit at Starbucks even though we did not buy any drinks, we don’t stub out our cigarettes, we are rude, we are mean, we are selfish, we put ourselves first in every single situation, we do not care about how our act will affect the environment or people around us. We do not even think twice that these mindless act we are doing every day of our life is a bad thing – “It’s just me being myself & loving it!”

We are not exactly nice human beings.

Before you jump on the “Loving Myself” train, please, oh dear God, please reflect on your habits & attitude. You might not think it’s a big deal, but it really is. I despise inconsiderateness. Do not be inconsiderate you asshole.

Be yourself, but also improve on yourself, don’t just sit in your puddle of shit & feel that everyone should adapt & love your shit.

Be kinder, be considerate, be a fucking nice human.


Pet Peeve #038 – I’m Only Human

Seriously, stfu.

That is not an excuse – “I’m only human. I make mistakes”

Seriously, everyone that you’re communicating with ARE humans (unless you’re a cat lady..). No need to fucking proclaim that you are a fucking (useless) human.

Just say “I made a mistake. I’m sorry.” There, short and sweet isn’t it?

My god, you are so irritating.


Pet Peeve #037 – Wallow

I am not friends with Wallow.

Wallow does nothing for me.

All he does is take, and take, and take, and take some more. Talk about self-absorb, am I right?

Sometimes Wallow comes by when I am nearing my period. I am vulnerable. He is vicious. I let my guard down, and before I knew it, I am drowning in Wallow.

Wallow is a bastard.

(If you’re confused where I am going with this, it’s in the direction of STOP FUCKING WALLOWING YOURSELF IN YOUR FUCKING SELF-PITY OR ANGER OR SADNESS OR WHATEVER, WAKE THE FUCK UP. Hope that’s clearer.)


Pet Peeve #036 – Self-depreciating Humour

I love humour.

I love love self-depreciating humour. It’s quite funny, and sometimes it quells the uncomfortable awkwardness. It’s a pretty good tool for your self-confidence too.


How this genre of humour works is that, you can only use it once or maybe twice at most. Maybe use it again in approx. 32 months if you really need/want to use it the third time.

Here’s an example:

Skinny Friend: Shit, I need to go for a run, all those carbs!

Fat Me: Ah, yes. But look at me you’ll feel better 🙂

(Okay, I know it’s not exactly funny but just go with this)

You cannot use this “I’m fat” joke again. Seriously. If you do, you’re just fucking begging for a fucking pity party. Instead of quelling awkward situations, you’re just fucking inviting the army of fucking awkward nation. People will get uncomfortable, they will painfully laugh, they will stumble a step backwards, their eyes will desperately search for the exit sign, while they mumble softly, “Ha ha, c’mon……you’re not fat….ha ha……you’’re fine! Ha ha…”

Nobody likes self-pity. You don’t have to keep making jokes about your fats, or the fact that you’re all alone, or that you’re depressed, or that you’re just a pathetic bag of buttface. Nobody wants to hear all that, just stfu. We are not your psychiatrist, we are not here to make you feel better about yourself. Honestly, we don’t even want to be here with you.

Gosh, there are rules to humour guys!! Follow the fucking rules!! Listen to me!! I’m always right!!


You know I’m right,