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Spaced, Madly.: April 2014
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Monday, April 28, 2014. The big feminist identity crisis. Now playing - Lovin' U by Stwo. The belief that men and women should have equal rights and opportunities. Organized activity in support of women's rights and interests. Scrolling past my news feed a few days ago, I realized someone being mentioned every few posts: BEYONCE. But something didn't quite sit well with me. Was I jealous? No, I'm comfortable with my aesthetic anti-appeal and gross lack of talent. Why did I put Malala above Beyonce? It wa...
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Spaced, Madly.: 1.4
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Sunday, January 4, 2015. I've been procrastinating on reading Lord of The Rings for a while now and I think it's about time I just sit my ass down and do it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm really good at making my SHOCKED! Face as creepy as possible. Applied Maths major who likes Community. And cried watching "How Your Mother Met Me". Variations of bacon make me happy as well as people getting the definition of "feminism". Did you know clicking this will make you 400% happier?
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Spaced, Madly.: 1.6
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Tuesday, January 6, 2015. Time and time again, I'm always left baffled at the speed my uni's admin department works. In November, I emailed my course supervisor to register subjects. I wasn't allowed to do it using the website because I was in "inactive" mode due to my deferment. For two months, I waited for my new timetable but clicking "Check Timetable" always led to an empty table. Only on Tuesday (6th) I emailed her again and she finally got it done. Lembap macam siput mengawan.
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Spaced, Madly.: December 2013
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013. When someone's taking the initiative to rebuild and patch up those little cracks in a foundation, you don't march your freaking ass in, pirouette yourself stomping on the sandbags as you go and kick the freaking "Repair mode" of those cracks in the ass. You don't unless you're an unappreciative lazy git who only whines when it's broken but is dis-compassionately happy with breaking it over and over again. In layman terms, please take the first exit to hell, mofo. Where you go ...
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Spaced, Madly.: December 2014
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014. You're not that person anymore.". It's true. I've grown. We've grown. We fight less but mean more and that's good, of course. But we're not even there half the time, we've substituted each other for redundant things. The void is filled but emptied a tenfold soon after. No, we don't fight. But we slowly break more than should be considered healthy. And that's terrifying because the only thing that crosses my mind isn't "We have to make it out of this.".
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Spaced, Madly.: June 2014
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Saturday, June 21, 2014. Lumping together Day 2 and Day 3. After snapping out of my special phase , the first thing I wanted to do was say a little prayer and start my meditation. God knows if it had worked but I was desperate enough to try anything. For day 2's meditation, I tried this new technique I devised by counting backwards from 100 in intervals of 10 after which, I would spent about a minute or so counting my blessings for the day. In the evening. Still, I felt a little off and restless havi...
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Spaced, Madly.: November 2013
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Monday, November 4, 2013. Daughter is my Medicine. I have this really bad tendency to sorta 'hide' bands I really like, sometimes. The furthest I'll go is sharing songs with my closest friends and since we're being honest, I share them on Facebook to get points for having awesome taste in music although I'm pretty sure out of 500 friends, only 2 will listen. I'm an attention whore who won't admit it, there I said it. And the sole reason I've started learning the guitar. I'm not good with music terms D:] ...
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Spaced, Madly.: November 2014
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Thursday, November 27, 2014. About a week ago, my new psychiatrist diagnosed me with Borderline Personality Disorder because duh, clinical depression and general anxiety disorder needed another friend to kick my ass. Technically, it wasn't so much as a diagnosis as much as it was a reconfirmation of what my previous doctor had suspected. Perhaps Dr Salhana wanted everything to be thorough because that would seriously explain her 7 pages worth of notes in one session. Friday, November 21, 2014. Because wh...
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Spaced, Madly.: October 2013
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Thursday, October 31, 2013. Blah blah blah no one speaks to me blah blah they're all speaking in Mandarin why am I so friendless blah blah blah I hate dinner with people blah please talk to me blah blah I would like to be included in this conversation blah blah I need a life and more nights alone I need friends blah blah blah". Wednesday, October 30, 2013. I just went for one of those 2-km-but-no-more-because-I-lack-stamina walks at 9pm. Yay. Friday, October 25, 2013. Thursday, October 17, 2013. I was th...
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Spaced, Madly.: January 2014
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Wednesday, January 1, 2014. I guess one year /can/ pass in 24 hours. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm really good at making my SHOCKED! Face as creepy as possible. Applied Maths major who likes Community. And cried watching "How Your Mother Met Me". Variations of bacon make me happy as well as people getting the definition of "feminism". I like The Neighbourhood and drinking morbid amounts of coffee. I would invoke parley to get out of doing house chores if I could. Quite literally, awesome.
