Order, order

I'm miles away from great, let alone perfect. I'm no different from the people who sat next to you, say, in a train station. But I have this one habit that always makes me forget the existence of mirror. I love to judge people. Badly.

You see, I love beautiful things but everyone does. But who am I to say that guy is ugly though he's filthy rich, her nose is crooked or her taste of fashion is so bad that makes me wonder is she color blind? But looks never matters. Maybe on first impression or beautiful people sometimes get special treatment because human just can't help it. But I always think that there is nothing more soothing or calming to see a familiar face when you are in a deepest trouble. At that time it doesn't matter how ugly the person is because there are far more important things in this world than that.

Oh. But not just looks. Sometimes I judged based on people's achievement in their studies especially in my course where there are so many hardworking people. I always have thoughts like these 'are you that stupid, it is such a simple question' or like 'what? you can't even manage to answer that, I thought you study all night'. Gosh. I sounded horrible. And sometimes when I see pious people, I tend to look for their flaws. I don't know why, maybe because of my own insecurity but I always try to convince myself that that person is not that good even though she/he behave and dress in the best manner possible.

Uh, I feel bad. But most of the time I tried my best not to tell others of what I think. Because that will makes me even worse.

I never dream to be a judge, and if ever be I can't never be fair either. wtf. Like I said I'm no better and no offense. :D