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Disability Is A Gift.

Living in a world where we are so deprived from positive energy and confidence, disabled people have the upper-hand in this society if they know how to deal their cards correctly. Nick Vujicic, Stephan Hawkings, Derek Paravicini, and other prominent... Continue Reading →

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Placebo -ed

If you are given a glass of plain coloured water to drink and be told that it is going to have certain side effects- dizziness, hallucination, and mere irritation subcutaneously, you might believe that it might be true. If the... Continue Reading →

Feedback Loop From Hell

Have you ever feel that you are worrying about worrying about what is going to happen? Have you ever feel that you are nervous about being nervous before going on stage? Have you ever feel that you are guilty about... Continue Reading →

Mindfulness

"Stop playing games." I told myself, repeatedly, "Study." my mind was crunching as hard as possible, craving for the sweet sweet dopamine and the constant rush of adrenaline that games could provide more efficiently than studying. I was battling this... Continue Reading →

STOP! JUST, STOP!

Being imprisoned by my phone is not a delighted facet of my life once I have realised it. I was so addicted to my phone that my free times are mostly spent on worthless scrolling time. Never on blogging, never... Continue Reading →

Please… Just… STOP!

Chester Bennington, then Jonghyun, then who? Us. Why suicide? It is because of us. Why there will be more? It is because of us once more. Just stop whatever the fuck you all are posting at social media, let the... Continue Reading →

Limiting Creativity?

"Write." "Write a story." "Write a horror story." "Write about a scary experience that you remember for life." "Write about a scary and embarrassing story that you have encountered with your friends." The five prompts above are the catalyst to... Continue Reading →

Family Issues

Growing up in a typical Malaysian family is neither a great thing to praise about nor a bad thing to sully about, but as you can see from my blog, I rarely posted anything about my family, any good thing... Continue Reading →

Vincit Qui Patitur

This had occurred to me years ago, four maybe, it was being hit by something, an immeasurable force, a 'kick' straight up my ass, precisely surging me with the unstoppable urge to do something, to get off my laziness to... Continue Reading →

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