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Arina Hassan. She designed for people, she blogged like
other bloggers do. What you see here is only parts of her written. Clients profile and
designs' are private & confidential. E-mail her @
arinahassan@live.com.sg for quotation / her portfolio. Basically,
she is just like any other blogger who loves making more friends! Enjoy your stay here! ;)
More About Her
Eighteen this year with a strong passion. Whilst working with
Self Leadership International
full-time role as an Admin Coordinator, I started my speciality as a creative designer few years ago.
It has been my dream to be one at a young age.
I designed business cards, birthday cards, fliers, customize t-shirt, photo collage, blog/multiply website & many others you can think of!
Inspired by everything and anything, I have fulfilled my clients' need without doubts.
On the other sides of the note, i'm a jovial person who can laugh at anything. Even if it takes to be alone, i have this habit
of reminisce back the funny moments and laughed at myself. My heart has been stolen to the person whom i called, BeauBoi.
Close to 29 months together and counting...
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Missing BeauBoi as always.
It's been 2 weeks now since I last met BeauBoi, I think. I miss him a lot. Haiyak.
Apart from that, it's been a long time (NOT!!) since I last change a new layout. So, here it is.
Inspired by? By
KFC color theme. Sounds weird? Believe it.
My heart still hurts. I know I must be strong. Outing(s) are coming real soon. Wednesday, I shall break fast at Yana's House. A promise is a Promise. I've been excited about it too. I don't wanna upset my girlfriends. Life has to move on. Isn't that what you all say? Right?
& I don't wanna miss this year Darul Ma'wa Iftar. But, the date is gonna clash with Arwah's Tahlil. Which is this Saturday. Oh god, pray hard that my parents will let me go to Darul Ma'wa Iftar instead of the Tahlil. Ya ya, I know. Family comes first. But so does my Family in Darul Ma'wa. I miss the kids badly. This is the VERY time that I squeeze a lil bit of my time to spent with the kids.
I'm going off. It's nearly 1 in the morning now.
Goodbye.