Feda

Yesterday at lunch break, to relieve symptoms of monday syndrome, i was having a cup of filter coffee with beloved friends who work nearby. A huge guy with a black Besiktas (a major football club in Turkey) t-shirt came by the coffee place. The t-shirt had the turkish word "feda" and a couple of arabic words written on it, caught my friend's attention who eventually told me that "he has the t-shirt."

Respect

The world is 7500 years old. I believe, so it is. I don't care what you science people discover or what bullshit you have to say. It is 7500 years old. I believe. Respect my faith. I don't like people questioning it. ( Happy 4.5 Billionth Birthday. Hope you'll get rid of all your parasites one day. P.S. You are gorgeous )

The Luckiest People to be Still Alive

Minor controversy yesterday's blog can cause, I already started daydreaming about getting assassinated. I just thought how interesting things can get after one mean, ugly death threat. How will my usual paranoid self get affected? And most importantly when will i get assassinated?

The Abominable Rat Woman

If your surfing by any chance, end up googling "the girl who tore apart kuran" in turkish, you will find yourself laughing your ass off in disgust for the next couple of minutes.