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Addiction.

A few months ago I sent a one month notice and finally resigned from my job. After that, it's been a whirlwind of emotion - happy for removing myself from a toxic environment (not from my colleague, they're the best), sad from being rejected by so many companies that I personally would like to work for, anxious and scared due to some health scare I got a few weeks ago and many more. It's really fun most of the time but there are times where I think I am in an infinity loop.

I also realized that I am so out of focus, and I realized that it is because I am super addicted to social media. There are so many things to look at, so many things to read, to absorb, to feel and I just got super tired. I uninstalled my Twitter app on my phone and logged out of my Instagram account. While I still use my phone a lot, I realised that I am more focused on doing things because less distraction and I can also avoid information overload on my poor little brain.

Not only that, but I also realized how little I matter on the world wide web. I rarely (if not never) put out content that matters to people so I guess I am also saving their data haha.

So what have I been doing so far? I make popia everyday for my mother to sell. She doesn't pay me anything so I'm just helping her, not working with her. Then, I am also selling sandwiches. Alhamdulillah, for now, I managed to sell everything and I hope it will continue to be that way. I've been doing some freelancing too and I feel like I should focus more on this because it helps pay for stuff. But I am constantly insecure with my ability so I'm not pushing it too much.

As for entertainment, I am still with my bois, BTS. This time, being a fan is different because I have people to gush about them to unlike when I was a Bigbang fan. Still am, but most of them are serving for their country so I guess that is on hold haha. I am also watching Produce48 now! Please watch if you have the time. My bebe Sakura is definitely stealing my heart, I want to adopt her.

I guess I'll stop here. Maybe I should write everyday hahahahahaha no. Bye!

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