I couldn’t manage to write a reflection post yet. I’ll probably write it tomorrow.

Have a good night.

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This flu is killing me. I swear, every time I think I’m starting to feel better, my body decides to remind me just how miserable it can make me.

It’s like it’s on a mission to drain every last bit of energy I have left, and I’m just here, waiting for it to end.

Seriously, who knew a simple flu could turn into such a dramatic production?

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At this point, you start questioning life. What if you don’t wake up tomorrow?

Life update

Good news: I’m alive

Bad news: My life is in chaos. No books. No running. No progress. No improvement. I’m experiencing a downward trend in my life.

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We are being trained, not educated!!!

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My friend, success is not accidental.

You may dream of a good life, but if you’re not putting in enough effort, that dream will remain just a dream.

Achieving your goals may take years or even decades.

However, don’t wait for the “right moment.” Success doesn’t come from magic or wishful thinking—it requires consistent effort and hard work.

You might feel low on energy, sad, or even depressed, but that doesn’t matter.

You have goals to achieve. No matter how hard it gets, you must lift your head and keep moving forward.

No friend will do it for you. Nobody else is going to make it happen.

But remember this: you are unique. You may not be good at everything, but that doesn’t mean you can’t be a successful person.

Find your passion and pursue it relentlessly.

#thoughts

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I keep coming back to this song with a pain in my chest.

The life of Konsta feels so similar to mine.

I had a difficult and traumatic childhood. I always dreamed of being able to afford a pair of blue jeans like my classmates.

We could only afford Kiwi once before I turned 18.

In the summers, I worked in the fields to earn money for my school uniform. Otherwise, I would have had to wear my old clothes.

When I moved to Tashkent, I had no job, no skills, and no money.

I dropped out of university twice.

According to some, I shouldn’t even be considered “normal” because I don’t have a diploma.

But I’m striving to become someone. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but one day, InshaAllah, I’ll get there.

#deepthoughts

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My Duolingo streak is dying—I haven’t been consistent with learning that new language.

Well, it happens. At the end of the day, none of us are perfect.

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Хей тичерни қадрли обуначилари!

Шу постдаги реакцияларга караб, ўқувчиларимга айтадиган гапим эсимга тушиб кетди:

“Ха Кетмонбой, менгаям айт, менам кулай”

Бу анави саккизтасига тегишли.

3. Тарбия уйдан еки мактабдан олинади???