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The toxic culture of ‘glow up’

  I am 100 percent certain if I take anyone’s phone, and browse through any social media plateform wether it is instagram, TikTok or YouTube, I am sure that I will find videos popping up on “how to glow up”.  In fact, this theme is present in both gender’s formats, wether it is that finance bro with a red pill alpha podcast telling you to wake up at 4am to take cold showers and work on your drop shipping business or that overly aesthetic girlie that suggests you to make 3 different iced coffee mixes at 6am, ice your face, start journaling, use a 100 step skincare routine etc…  A concept such as glow up, has become so marketed towards young audiences, making you believe that you have to buy in order to have a transformation.  While some stuff may be useful, like a solid skincare routine with no more than 3 steps at most 5, or a nice journal, or a cute coffee mug that makes you excited for the next day, the majority of the other things are just add ons to feed into our...

Perfect lie : Perfect life

  Picture Perfect  How many times, did you ever scroll on your phone on any social media app wether it is youtube, instagram or Tik Tok, and couldn't help but tell yourself "gosh I wish I had her life".  Personally, I've said that on multiple occasions, whether it was while I'm watching those aesthetic set up videos, or day in the life of high school student etc...  Their lives seem perfect within every aspect, the food they consume, the products they use, their styles, a great social position, supportive friends and family, overall steady and neat lives, that can't be achieved by the normal person unfortunately.  The main users of Social Media are undeniably teenagers, with screen times exceeding 10hours per day.  That addictive movement of scrolling and the dopamine they receive makes it hard to quit and focus on yourself and personal activities and development.  Some are very much aware of the situation and that what they see is only a 1% part of th...

Surroundings

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People you choose to surround yourself with, impact you in a way or another.  You may have heard, read or stumbled across this quote somewhere : "you are who you surround yourself with". I can assure you that it is a fact. This year, I decided to conduct an experiment on myself, not quite directly but I rather just observed my attitude near different groups of people.  Let's start with my siblings, when I am around them, I tend to be more authoritarian, firm, which is probably due to my status as the older sibling, sometimes chaotic and loving too! Sibling chemistry is really weird, I can give them my kidneys but not my favorite tee-shirt!  When I am with the group A, a group that is very much interested in video games, laid back, my vocabulary tends to shift to the one you can find on video games, many terms I employ such as "respawn", or "one shot", stuff like that.. My overall attitude is more chill. That way, we connect better and understand each o...

Mistakes.

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  I'm afraid of making mistakes.  Yes, you've read that right.  I am afraid of making mistakes in the academic field.  I know the cassette by heart now, "mistakes make you grow", "you learn from mistakes", "mistakes are part of human nature", all of that.  I did make mistakes, and I was alright with them and promised myself to do better. And I did do better.  I believe I concluded too fast before testing myself, during certain delicate situations.  This year, middle school to high school transition hit me hard in maths.  I've always been good at maths, easy to grasp concepts.  In class I pay full attention, and it seems like a piece of pie to devour.  My class's level in maths is pretty good.  Some of them don't even need extra maths training in self-study sessions or with tutors. They just needed to listen and pay attention.  Some worked extra hours, but not too much, just the right amount.  And then there's me.  3ho...

Insignificant little things.

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  Little cup of tea.  This morning, I drank a cup of tea. A little, warm, cup of tea.   It was very sweet.  Fresh even though warm, probably due to the mint leaves.  It left a little back taste of rose aroma, my favorite secret ingredient to add.  It warmed my soul more than it warmed my hands.  I drank that cup in a hurry. Did not give it that much attention.  While I was in the car, I thought about it.  My brain could not stop thinking about that cup, it just had a sudden zoom-in.  That little cup containing hot liquid.  That little detail in my morning, so insignificant yet so important.  It filled me with energy, it made me happy and ready for my day.  If that little cup of tea was too hot, or too cold, it would've made me quite uncomfortable and embittered.  This little cup of tea can be compared to anything you think is insignificant.  That seat warmer during the winter, towels fresh out of the dryer, first...

The regret of the dead.

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  Losing someone is truly a horrible feeling that I would absolutely not wish to my worst enemies.  I lost this year, Wednesday June 7th, my grandad.  My grandad meant the world to me. We had a very tight bond, and wholesome relationship.  He saw me growing up. We shared so much memories together.  The first 3 years of my life, I lived in his house and he took care of me along with my grandma.  When I moved back at my parent’s house, I made sure to visit him often.  But the older I got, the more my visits became short, quick, and distant.  With all the classes I have,  extra hours with teachers, and tests, I could not find time I can spend with him. I took him for granted. I though he was eternal.  But he got older too. He fell sick.  He couldn’t walk anymore, eat alone, go to the bathroom, nothing.  He could still speak and express his frustration towards grandma, in a dark and funny way.  An Icon really.  A month be...