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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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Try ease my pain people.

I witness with my own eyes.
It's painful.
I get to kiss you for the last time.
It's painful.
I didn't get to hear your voice calling my name again.
It's painful.
I didn't get to feed you again.
It's painful.
I have to accept the fact that you're not here anymore.
& It's very painful.
Atok...
Your lost has make a big impact on me, Amsyar, Athirah & Nas.
Do you know that? :(
The one that took care of you all this while.
The one that get what you want.
The one that buy food that you want.
The one that bathe for you.
The one that answer & ask what you want.
The one that makes Tea for you everyday.
The one that change your besheet every day.
The one that you called, "Cucu Atok Yang Atok Paling Sayang".
Now, you leave us forever.
It hurts.