Surrounded By Idiots by Thomas Erikson (Book Review)

As a fellow human being, we are used to categorise items according to its similarity as to help us understand the world from a clear lens. Nothing less is done in this book, Thomas classified humans into four colours based on previous behaviour models (which did the same thing except they used specific characteristics.) Red,Continue reading “Surrounded By Idiots by Thomas Erikson (Book Review)”

Tiny Habits by BJ Fogg (Book Review)

If you fail to be more productive, lose weight, exercise regularly, or keeping a resolution to last more than a week, it is not your fault, stop blaming yourself, it is a design flaw. From Tiny Habits written by BJ Fogg, habits are formed by an equation, regardless of being a ‘good’ or ‘bad’ habit,Continue reading “Tiny Habits by BJ Fogg (Book Review)”

Trichotillomania

This is something that I recently found out, and to be honest, I never knew this is a disease of the mind, the stigmatized term of the contempo society- a mental illness. Trichotillomania (TTM) is the recurrent pulling of one’s hair, resulting in hair loss. It is a close cousin of dermatillomania (compulsive skin picking),Continue reading “Trichotillomania”

Speaking Weight

Teaching is intriguing and one of the most interesting passions that I have. I got to meet so many types of people from across the spectrum of personalities, there were the smart ones, the arrogant ones, the not-so-bright ones, the rebellious ones, the industrious ones, the stringent ones, the noisy ones. All of them haveContinue reading “Speaking Weight”

Parasitism, Addiction.

Waking up to the chimes of the alarm from your phone, I got up. Without a second thought, I slugged to the other end of the room, took up my phone, shut the alarm. I did not put down my phone, I was attached to it and back to my bed, scrolling through notifications andContinue reading “Parasitism, Addiction.”

re: broken #27

it is only when i am broken, i discover myself, how the pieces of mine came about, how the brokenness made me whole again. holding my breath, closed my eyes, counting my blessings, listing down my times, i realised myself after i was shattered into million pieces, smithereens, most of them were dust, some ofContinue reading “re: broken #27”