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Free Topic- What I Love Or Abhor About It

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Welcome back to another blog post folks. Today we're going to talk about Free Topic. Literally. For the second time in fact.

If you read my blog, sometime during last year, I've already talked about free topics and how it is either frustrating or fun to write a free topic. Since teacher hasn't replied the group yet, I might as well just wing this, again. Prepare for Free Topic 2: Electric Boogaloo.

Now, if you are a frequent reader of my blogs (thanks,idk why you wasting time but sure, why not eh?), you'll notice that most my free topics talk about Science, Philosophy, or History. Or all three at times. Sometimes its random stories that I like writing, e.g. Gaia's Tragedy. (if anyone is waiting for the next chapter, soz, its not going to work, too many plotholes.)

So, free topics. I love them. Because through free topics, I get to talk and introduce topics that are usually obscure to a normal person, like every one of us who are too busy studying and have no idea what hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia, the fear of long words. It's fun introducing weird ideas like Schrodinger's Cat, how our happiness baselines work, or why we feel bad and constantly overthink about negative thoughts. You get to explore new topics, while I get to talk about them. Win-win!

Either way, that's all for this week's blog post since I've talked about this before.

Have a nice holiday everyone.

Cheers,
Chua.

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