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[Productive Thinking Series - Part 7] Sabotage Your Self-Sabotage

?Leaders are readers and the first Qur’anic revelation was Iqra’ (read). As believers, we have no excuse. If you do not like reading, find out the reason behind that and work on it. Often, people associate reading and the “pain” of reading with their childhood traumas and stress growing up and going through school systems that are usually unaware of and have no regard for the differences in information processing and learning styles of individual students. So, students have been conditioned to think that they are ‘stupid’ just because they can’t learn something at the first try. Invest in reading courses and speed-reading courses. Read anyway!”

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One hug

One touch

One smile

Can turn your mood around.

And looking forward to a special smile 

at the start and end of every day

gives meaning to life.

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"Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake someone else up, so that they can feel this way, too."

- Lemony Snicket, Horseradish (via bookmania)
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"The weight of worry ends
the moment true effort begins."

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Look at the photo, so cute, so organised.
There is a loveliness in simplicity which is hard to define. 
I de-cluttered my Twitter today, and boy, it felt good. No longer was my TL inundated with tweets upon tweets in a relentless wave of gibber-mania. It may have not been all gibberish, but the way all the tweets were jumbled together, the effect sure was that of a jumble of jargon.
And the result?
I’m falling in love with Twitter all over again. Wasn’t that worth some minutes of clean up time?
I say, a resounding “yes”.
(Makes me wonder how good I’ll feel once I get around to cleaning my bookshelf…)

Look at the photo, so cute, so organised.

There is a loveliness in simplicity which is hard to define. 

I de-cluttered my Twitter today, and boy, it felt good. No longer was my TL inundated with tweets upon tweets in a relentless wave of gibber-mania. It may have not been all gibberish, but the way all the tweets were jumbled together, the effect sure was that of a jumble of jargon.

And the result?

I’m falling in love with Twitter all over again. Wasn’t that worth some minutes of clean up time?

I say, a resounding “yes”.

(Makes me wonder how good I’ll feel once I get around to cleaning my bookshelf…)

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To end today’s posting on a cheerful note!

To end today’s posting on a cheerful note!

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I’m tired of riding the adrenaline rollercoaster of prosthodontics. So I decided to 

write my way out of it.

The thing with prostho is…

Really. Really and truly, especially with certain tricky steps, you can’t believe you’ve actually successfully completed it until you’re done with it.

I can’t wait until I can cross off prosthodontics as a subject, just like I was especially happy to get rid of Oral Medicine as a subject. Just thinking about passing Oral Medicine gives me a thrill. I hope to be able to experience the same thrill with Prostho some day.

When things are going smoothly, prostho ranks high among the thrills of the world. When you’re stuck in a rut and digging deeper, there is nothing darker and more evil than prostho. However, I remind myself that

No matter how tough prostho is, I will wrap up the day and go home. But the problem is, prostho follows me home. It colours my time of rest and relaxation. I am abuzz with worry. How will I juggle my patients? How will I get all my work done? How? How? How?

This “how” plagues me and makes me jittery and anxious. It is an undercurrent of anxiety, though, not something actively bothering me. It keeps bubbling on the back burner; all the time at the back of my mind, there is a special space for

prostho…

I can’t believe I dedicated a whole blog post to this.

Prostho…

hats off to you.

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This blog shall be sunshine and laughter, bubbles and sprinkles.

Rainbows and glitter, wishes and whims.

But it shall also be

sighs and sobs, remorse and regret

faded memories, forgotten diaries and lost hopes

if I so wish.

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10 posts!

10 posts!

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