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Circumstances can be the force you had to contend with to stay alive and it is frustrating. Life here on earth is but a series of random occurrences with a predetermined tragic end. We will all die. We all struggle in many different ways. Others are fortunately fit to make it while others had to struggle more without the assurance of succeeding. You worked so hard and planned incessantly for the uncertain future. You tried to do good things in hopes that a good life awaits, but how can you be so sure? You might have such a great day or a lousy one, yet you might still end up dying any moment. They say life is what we make it. Well good for you if your one of those folks brimming with optimism. You can still manage to see a silver lining despite how bad things are going. But not all of us is gifted with that mindset. Not all of us can be helped by those motivational literature they call self-help. Not all of us have enough mental willpower to shrug off every wave endangering...

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Naj Jandy: Hello there! I am a free-spirited person who laughs so much, talks so much, but at times prefers to be alone. Yes, I like to socialize but there's also a part of me that yearns for solitude and cherishes the idea of being with oneself. I think this isn't a peculiar attitude in most people, since there's a part in us that gets drained by people. Well in this blog, you'll read random posts about random topics under the sun. I hope you do enjoy!

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