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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.

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1 Mar 09 | Here i am at Starbucks
The previous post was touched by quite a few number of people in the middle of the night. Especially Yana. After i told her to read the post, we webcam with each other . Both were crying without saying any words. We went video calling while chatting. Both were wiping our own tears. To put the matter to worst, Yana decided to feel the post with the song by Mariah Carey, Hero. We told each other not to read the post once again before the song starts.

As soon as the song started, the momentum came back. We cried even harder until at some point of time we both felt breathless. In malay, teresak-esak. Keep this in your mind, we are still webcamming with each other.

The first picture really broke us down. And, while we’re crying, wiping our tears, i asked yana to feel, ‘what if one of us left before the other.’ Suprisingly, both of us are staring at the first picture at the same time. After enough of sobbing with each other, Yana sooth me by saying, “Ena. Sekarang ni yana masih ade ena. Ena masih ade yana. K da stop.” And when i read Yana said STOP. We stop crying and decided to laugh at the end of it. Now, we can talk. Asked Yana on why is she isn’t at her bed yet.

“Oh ya ah. Forgot.”

Member nak tido pun lupa beb. LOL. So then, we decided to bring each other lappy on our lap while we rest our body and head at the pillow and mattress.
2.45AM, 1 Mar 09. We decided to doze off. Turn off each other laptop and went off to lalaland.

P/S/ Ok, i lied. I didn’t went off straight. I think i slept only 30 mins after that. TAK BOLEH TIDO SAK!! Tak tahu asal.

So here i am, at the Starbucks coffee with my laptop alone. Well, maybe not for long; cause i’m waiting BeauBoi to fetch me up. Hopefully there’s a transport today to begin my Sunday.