Molotov Cocktail of 2017
Another year has past.
I should have written more and a bit sooner, but I have an embarrassing confession to make.
I forgot my own blog password.
But it might not be as embarrassing as the fact that my love for writing seem to be put on hold because I have gotten so used to my own mundane lifestyle of viciously scrolling on IG and lamenting and wishing I had what they had. IG has created a vortex in which I have become useless to myself and society around me.
There i go again. Making excuses. I should be more focused in achieving life goals.*Slap myself infront of the mirror*
2017. Yet another year gone, in a blink. Soon.
If I can sum up 2017, it would be something that I can look back and say, "Miracles do happen" and that I was stronger than I imagined I would be.
2017 is a Molotov cocktail of surprise, emotional tension and physical strain. It is also has been a beautiful and inspiring year. I am proud to admit that I have overcome a lot of negativity and manage to pull myself back up after being in a downhill state. But, I am especially glad that I have met such a beautiful person, a person who is willing to accept myself as a whole and a person who is willing to go that extra mile for me. Thank you, Affiq! You make 2017 extra explosive!
2017 witnessed me overcoming physical boundaries like overcoming the degree walls of Santubong mountain and the ravaging river of Padas. But there were also emotional boundaries to overcome. A false hope of change, the passing of loved ones and those unnecessary fights. But alas, these obstacles made me stronger and wiser nonetheless. (But who can forget BLOC PARTY)
So thank you, 2017. You have been a wonderful philosophy teacher to me. And yes, upgraded my resilience and tolerance and made my 2017 a colorful and pleasant experience.
Hello 2018!
I should have written more and a bit sooner, but I have an embarrassing confession to make.
I forgot my own blog password.
But it might not be as embarrassing as the fact that my love for writing seem to be put on hold because I have gotten so used to my own mundane lifestyle of viciously scrolling on IG and lamenting and wishing I had what they had. IG has created a vortex in which I have become useless to myself and society around me.
There i go again. Making excuses. I should be more focused in achieving life goals.*Slap myself infront of the mirror*
2017. Yet another year gone, in a blink. Soon.
If I can sum up 2017, it would be something that I can look back and say, "Miracles do happen" and that I was stronger than I imagined I would be.
2017 is a Molotov cocktail of surprise, emotional tension and physical strain. It is also has been a beautiful and inspiring year. I am proud to admit that I have overcome a lot of negativity and manage to pull myself back up after being in a downhill state. But, I am especially glad that I have met such a beautiful person, a person who is willing to accept myself as a whole and a person who is willing to go that extra mile for me. Thank you, Affiq! You make 2017 extra explosive!
2017 witnessed me overcoming physical boundaries like overcoming the degree walls of Santubong mountain and the ravaging river of Padas. But there were also emotional boundaries to overcome. A false hope of change, the passing of loved ones and those unnecessary fights. But alas, these obstacles made me stronger and wiser nonetheless. (But who can forget BLOC PARTY)
So thank you, 2017. You have been a wonderful philosophy teacher to me. And yes, upgraded my resilience and tolerance and made my 2017 a colorful and pleasant experience.
Hello 2018!
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