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Hi all

This post is a reminder to me and my thoughts on I spent my 2011 on overall. Spend my precious time being with someone which I found thats not love, making myself a total fool. It has been a long year. Spending lower half of the year doing some soul searching and Im glad I finally found myself, I found what I want.

Im glad I am studying and lovin my life now. All I gotta do is to study hard and save more $$

I know what is love. And right now and forever I will love my family.

Taking sometime off for a break before exams since I just finish my assignment.

Currently working part time at tracyeinny and Im totally lovin it! Plus im starting to save for mommy’s bday present!

Till then xoxo,

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I actually wanted to type this post when I reached home after class, I had already thought of whut to write while walking home.

I shall take some time of aside assignement to post some thoughts.

My classmate, also my group mate, carries a flowery bag, wears tshirt and shorts, flip flop slipper, a typical school girl. She always sit beside me in class, a lovely girl from indonesia.

But I didnt realise till today, beneath these, there somehting else you wouldnt know. She wears a emporium armani watch, prada wallet, iphone, blackberry, tons of starhub n singtel cards and probably many more stuff i would never know of. She 2 years younger than me so conclusion could be her family is rich, oh she said she travel back to batam every weekends.

I know I would never have a life like hers. Thats why I always remind myself to work hard.

This is a post to remind myself, do not be jealous on others, if you would like to live that kind of life, study hard, work for it. N lastly, do not ever judge a book by its cover!! NEVER!!

Today I felt so afraid.

Im afraid how our ccm assignement will turn out.

And Im cracking my brain so hard I dont know what to type next.

Anw full day lesson tmr. Sad face.

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