I'd finished my SPP interview. Syukur yang teramat syukur. I don't know how the result will be. I'd tried my best to speak even though my cheek swollen like a golf ball, again.Hopefully I'll pass it.
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I can feel that pain growing every each day. It's painful. Yet, I'm grateful that I still can talk, laugh, cry, eat, sleep, updating blog, so on and so forth. I still have the chance to hear the birds singing, to look at the beautiful blue sky, to have a chat with my parents and my beloved sis. Thank God, I'm still alive.
I'm grateful for what I've got. Syukur, Alhamdulillah.
Hugs and Kisses,
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