a few somali people are in an argument about haram and makruh. like touching a woman… haram? makruh? cigarettes and hookah… haram? makruh? and they’re all giving their opinions and saying they’re right and then…”if you’re not a scholar, you should not be giving your opinion” -__-’ none of ya’ll are scholars. i’m tryna finish these last 15 minutes of work in peace. ok…
Just another one of those nights. Full of unnecessary, amplified drama and unexplainably angry people. Apparently every seven years, you get a new group of friends. Can I pretend its been 7 years, already? I wouldn’t mind a break from this uselessness. So much wasted time and energy. And I doubt anyone could even define the specific initiator or motive.
