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Top 5 SPM Study Hacks

SPM is a past to me, a mere grain of sand in the distant bygone. SPM is hyped as one of the most important examinations in Malaysians' eyes. It would grant parents the prerogative to strut as proud as a... Continue Reading →

Work Hard.

I was putting on my shoes when it was the red light, the handbrakes were pulled, the semicolons on the digital clock was blinking as every second passed. 7:30 A.M. Late again. It was just the first few days of school, and there... Continue Reading →

Midnight Mamak

The atmosphere of the mamak store when the night is the youngest, midnight, is piquant, having the great taste of Malaysia, everybody sits there, relishing upon their cup of teh tarik, munching on their roti canai, watching the live streaming... Continue Reading →

March For Science

Homosapiens, human, people, person, or whatever we label ourselves, we are a species, one-of-a-kind. We are special because we have a friend, a rival, a motivator, a troublemaker, a foe, something that is innate in us since the dawn of... Continue Reading →

Raped, Married, It’s OK.

Malaysia is a country, where people make puerile, absurd, plain stupid commentaries. This is a statement on a rape case that is said in court by Malaysia MP (Malaysian Parliament)- ...it is OK for raped victims to marry their rapist...... Continue Reading →

My Choice

People are taking foundations, A-levels, speed tracking their way in order to get a degree as soon as possible, this is how the Malaysian's parents' mindset work. Pushing their child to be better, to be faster, to be the best... Continue Reading →

Setitik Nila

We have the prerogative to speak, to voice out, to hop on the bandwagon, to do anything we want by not crossing any boundaries. We are humans, we have a grey matter that can integrate information, and respond to it... Continue Reading →

Love Without Boundaries

Behind the counter, I was dwindling the pencil in my hand, waiting for new orders to flow in, observing the quirk and the peculiarities of people. A hand shot up in the sky, weaving in circles, gesturing me for their... Continue Reading →

Ignonimous

The tinge of the dawn kissed the sombre sky of the wee hours. I was sitting at the passengers' seat to go to my restaurant job for the last day. My thoughts were still foggy as the atmosphere outside, my... Continue Reading →

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