I think that’s all I can think of when it comes to June 2022. I will trust the process June started with house search. Infact I was due to move out from where I was staying. I even paid for the gym that I wasn’t sure I was going to keep up with. After intense weeks of searching, I found a place. Yaaaaaay. Getting it wasn’t so easy. I paid for the full house without any hope of getting housemates…
-Hey I’m Sanguine, what’s your name?” -I’m Phlegmatic” -Hi I’m Melancholic” -Choleric” Sanguine: What do you think about this seminar? It’s exhausting Melancholic: I’m really worried about how things are turning out. I’m part of the organizers. I just knew it won’t go as planned. Everyone is already complaining. Phlegmatic: I don’t think it’s that terrible, atleast I’ve learnt how to raise capital for my business. Choleric: I’ve organized a lot of seminars single-handedly and gotten a lot of awards…
Would you rather choose and lose one thing you love or get both and enjoy the benefits? Or stand the chance of losing everything if you don’t make a choice? I get the mind is a little bit fickle when there is a lot to gain You want it hot and cold You are in and out You’re Back and forth You want Double fun How long will your indecisiveness take? “What do you want?” “Ermmm I don’t know, I’m…
After a long month of unexpected hiatus, I’m here and heaven knows I’ve missed writing. If you’re to describe me in one word, what will it be? I think ‘Overthinker’ will fit perfectly. I’ve had a million conversations in my head before I actually say a spoken word. I have dates with my thoughts, I’ve visited twenty countries and 50 cities with my mind. The most scenic environment has already been created by my thoughts. The greater part of us…
When I started writing I didn’t think it was good enough for others to read. I had lot of things going through my mind. I always kept my calligraphy and colored pens close to me. It was a form of art for me putting down my opinions. But self doubt always had a way of creeping into my head and reorganizing my goals. There’s always this voice saying somewhere “People will laugh at you. You’re not going to get this…
“Fear just exist in your mind, it’s not real. What can’t get you in the light can’t come after you in the dark” This pretty facade is gradually wearing off I’m not a child anymore but I’m still scared of the dark I dread when it’s sunset and there is no power I think of everything happy and everyone I love and eventually sleep off. What am I scared of? I don’t want to ever be alone. Why do I…
It didn’t matter if my house was just 5-10minutes away from where I worked, I felt this intense dislike going to work every day. I love acquiring knowledge from people, tasks, experience, personal study, environment,etc. But I wasn’t adding to what I knew and my work was becoming so frustrating each day. Karl Marx argument that the ultimate source of profit, the driving force behind capitalist production, is the unpaid labor of workers. For Marx, exploitation forms the base of…
Speak your mind even if your voice shakes – Maggie Kuhn Looking at some talent auditions, you’d wonder how some people went for the auditions with so much confidence. They have friends and family that will rather tell them they’re good than ‘I think you should honestly work on this or change or career.’ Our unlooking game is the ultimate perfection We seal our lips because it will cost us the ones we hold dear We don’t say the truth…
“The real reason people want to be rich isn’t so they can buy stuff. It’s so they can have power over others. People want influence and respect and they see that people with money have influence and respect, so they seek money” -Charles I’m sure most of us have had our moment of fame one way or the other. Whether is being a prefect or a school bully back in high school, being the president of a club or an…
I decided to read my favourite story one last time It was accompanied with nausea rippled in an empty stomach The only light I could see was darkness and shadowy forms of anguish My fingers were numb as my throat was dry from pain My palms were sweaty and sticky as I stared on the story that was once filled with sunshine My heart was a raging inferno with no relief to be found The pages were blurred from rivulets…