Tag: Diary
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Bismillah. Just one of those times where I feel the need to talk but I don’t feel like talking to anyone. I’m kind of stuck in my head for a bit and I’m even more stuck in bad habits. Honestly, I don’t understand why I refuse to acknowledge I’m unwell and I refuse to consume…
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Bismillah. Technically, I am still on medical leave. However, the role of a manager demands more than what is written. I really really really am not in the mood to do any work. Unfortunately, the nature of my job insists that I buckle up and buck up. Well, the one good thing about this weekend…
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Bismillah. Right now, my soul is vibing to La Di Die by Nessa Barrett. It’s an old song but for some reason, I resonate with the song’s sentiment very strongly for quite some time now. One of the lines that really stood out to me is “I’ll be dead at 27, only nine more years…
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Bismillah. Oh, I am so so so so so so tired that it’s insane. And I am pressed pressed pressed for time and energy and space and response that it’s crazy. I am not supposed to live like this or rather, I am not allowed to be like this. No, no, no, no way. I…
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Bismillah. Yo, what’s up! Hahaha! I’m actually really happy with my new blog layout or skin. It brings me back to those days when I was using Blogger and Angelfire! HAHAHA! Not the most aesthetic but it just feels so raw and native. I’m still struggling with work but I’m still feeling positive and happy.…
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Bismillah. Yo, I can’t even. It’s been a crazy ride into this new year with this new role and I feel like I’ve been doing insanely terribly. Meow meow meow. I think I had a good rest today and I feel like going back to blogging again. I know, right, after years of sparsely doing…
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