sunday babbling. not my thing but it happen.

i don't like attention. it makes me self-concious.

my brain will get stimulated in a peculiar way, stimulating certain brain area, initiates cascades of events. hormones or messenger molecules activated, released into blood stream. facial capillaries dilate, allowing more blood to flow.

i will feel my face flare up.

i feel hot, sweating.

i stagger.

recently i feel this complex behaviour more debilitating than ever. extreme awkwardness build up. all hell breaking loose.


NO.

I'm sure i'm just imagining things.


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1:49 pm.

gua rasa letih hari ni. lu macam mana pulak?

bangun awal gila pagi tadi (awal la sangat subuh kul 6.50 am). sarapan tarak, lunch tak tentu lagi, dinner mau-mau call delivery.

senang. tanda gua pemalas.

Astaghfirullah. membazir bukan je tak ada dalam sunnah, member pada setan lagi.

hai diri gua, mandi la, siap2 zohor, pack2 gi library, presentation untuk selasa ni belum siap lagi. tak nak spoil lagi, nanti apa pulak group-mate kata.


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if you're born a minger, you're NOT.

you're just OVERTHINKING it.