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Diary of a Schizophrenic: Esc
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Saturday, August 03, 2013. It doesn't actually make any sense. Cause theoretically the state of loneliness is way awful and social situations are still a challenge that can be tackled in a way. Isolation is freedom to an extent.but then later you feel the need to express your feelings to a person. I'm draining of reason right now and relevance has slowly been lost. It's probably the 3AM morning I'm typing this at the prime reason. We Are. Alone.
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: November 2009
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Thursday, November 12, 2009. The blogger returns.again. I've been having a massive case of writer's block lately which has catapulted me into this unwanted sense of laziness to pen down not even a single thought running through my head. After half an hour of the mental anguish of making decisions no matter how trivial they may be, writing this post has been a result of some tremendously redundant over-thinking. Though one point clearly stood out,wh...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: One Fine Day
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Tuesday, March 01, 2011. So what is it that makes you human? Your emotions. Your tendency to react. React in what seem to be the predictable patterns graphed out through the years that are said to be human psychology. What happens when you don't react to what you're supposed to. Or react in a manner totally unexpected. It's like a math problem or a puzzle given to you every time. At a certain point you can derive the "fun" from it. But then...This ...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: September 2009
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Sunday, September 13, 2009. A month from now my college going days will soon be crashing through the finish line. Although I've still got a year left, but the last semester is a project/training semester (or so we are informed! Come to think of it thats nothing compared to the last three years. Then It hit me. Three Years. Which again struck me as an ironic fact! Again I come to the point of Adaptability. No, not coz I started liking the institutio...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: Deja Vu
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Tuesday, October 23, 2012. You want to find differences in life. Variations. You're in a constant search for them. I thought we get bored of stuff easily. Hence our intense fascination to move on to different things always remains. But then our brain wants simple diagrams.simpler structures to work on. It wants to boil down every bit and byte of information processed in the cortex to churn out cognitional understanding. Listed in Yahoo News? Malays...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: March 2010
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Monday, March 29, 2010. The Mallu Interview : Part I. Recent Interview that might not have happened.]. Interviewer : So then how does it feel being a fraud mallu? Me : Well, feels nice and dandy. * gleaming smile*. Int : Ummmm.I was expecting something more actually. Links to the land of coconuts/backwaters/ shakeela. Are my intermittent yearly commutes to meet my relatives down. And gross assumptions which are mainly targeted at various people for...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: January 2010
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Monday, January 18, 2010. There are days when things aren't going your way. There have been such days. Yesterday wasn't one. But that doesn't mean it doesn't matter. Although yesterday was tiring. In what way? Hmmmwell I have been pretty social, those are from my poor standards so that might not come up to the collective standards of social-'ness'. Felt drained at the end of the day. A bit strung out in a way. That sudden emptiness strikes you then.
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: March 2013
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Monday, March 04, 2013. Morning. Alarm goes off. Moments later you grope for the light to shine in. Pupils adjust to the sudden rush. Contemplate the day in a few seconds. Generalize the day in terms of good and bad by the way you wake up. Wrong side of the bed maybe? Sleep more and get late. Time does know how to fly in hibernation. Brush Feel the few neurons of your head get stimulated with the acidic "freshness" of your toothpaste. Wading throug...
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: December 2010
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Thursday, December 30, 2010. What have I become? Thoughts put to words by NRkey Menon. There might be a few things which fascinate you in life and hence motivate you to wait for the next day before you sleep. Pray for it to come soon so that you can embark on another eventful day. Would that be a complicated day? Does an eventful day have to be related to complications? Random Thought after a long time. Had to post something to keep this blog alive.
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Diary of a Schizophrenic: March 2011
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Diary of a Schizophrenic. Obeying the voices in my head. Tuesday, March 01, 2011. So what is it that makes you human? Your emotions. Your tendency to react. React in what seem to be the predictable patterns graphed out through the years that are said to be human psychology. What happens when you don't react to what you're supposed to. Or react in a manner totally unexpected. It's like a math problem or a puzzle given to you every time. At a certain point you can derive the "fun" from it. But then...