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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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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 →

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Writer’s Block

This is going to be a recurring problem, an unscrubbable tint of patina on my heart for writing. I have this catch-22 situation every month, but until the month that I was really into studying for my academics, I almost... Continue Reading →

December Deadline (Goals)

My oh my... Time flies, it has come to the end of the year. Too fast, my breath could not catch up with the speed. Phew... My first semester exams had passed by me, but I reckon that I would be re-sitting... Continue Reading →

Code of Conduct (Word Camp KL 2017 Experience)

"You shouldn't go, you would find it boring." my boss told me, "By right, you know more than them, so why go?" I still went, a controversial aftertaste. Google Maps, get in the car, get to the spot. It took me... Continue Reading →

STPM VS. COLLEGE (For SPM students) (Malaysia)

What to choose after SPM? Seriously, there are a wide array, too many choices laying out there, waiting for you to choose. However, most of the students would be bamboozled with the barrage of choices flung to them, here is... 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 →

Am I Ready?

No. And never, Will be. Life has deadlines, Even when it is set, We will never be ready For what is to come. Procrastination, Kills, Sucked. Asked, "Are you ready?" No. No matter how much you prepared, You will never... Continue Reading →

Last Minute

Three days till my first paper, and I feel, I am fucked. Somehow, I managed to procrastinate until these last few days, and study, and sleep for most of the times. The agony, irony, are the least that I could... Continue Reading →

Not Now. Candour.

This is not going to happen. That was my thought all along, it would never happen, for now. If things came so effortlessly in life, then it might just not happen at all. I looked at her text once more, she... Continue Reading →

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