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Honestly admit, i was purposely view his profile. I looking into his current life pictures, with her current partner, so call girlfriend. It ain't the first time i know he is in a relationship, i have no doubt with my decision few years back. Given me a chance to remake everything, i still make the same decision. No regret is what my objectives in my life. People said, the partner with you to the end of your life is called partner, and those previous, they are nothing. Appreciate the current and treasure the current,

i❤my boyfriend Mr.JW =)



Life is short, fact that you and me know deeply in mind. But it can be different in the term of interesting or boring. I may not like those young days being a naive girl believe to the fairy tales, believe what i see or what i heard even what i know. There are lot exception, including law which you think it is equitable and just!

Looking backward, the days when i were 18 years old, entering college with lot of expectation. Expecting it could me amazing journey. It does! Just not in my way. Expecting a love story like in soap drama, reality killed me i wasn't the sleeping beauty nor cinderella. Out of expectation, i developed friendship *you know who you are, i developed knowledge, i developed skill hiding myself behind the mask i wearing.

Here where i am standing, with the begin of year 2011, i have another 2 semester, before i eventually graduate from my advanced diploma. I have been no one in knowledge of business and now i m transforming myself to be someone with certain level of knowledge. Shall i count down the days for myself in leaving TARC?

Tomorrow gonna start my papers, i am so nervous, it is the report of my year 1! It is like death or live depends on this term papers. Instead of revision, i guess i am too busy in making summary of my so call live. 
It may seems hard for now, but looking out from the safe box, there's always someone who got worse than me. I have better education condition than those poor. 



we live what we choose
It’s not what you say It’s what you do
And the life you want
Is the life you have to make

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