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Thursday, September 30, 2010

( What would i be? @ 10:19 PM )

A question from Sam (one of my supplier) make me think about this question that i seems to forget. What would you be in 5 years time?

He start to plan for me:
- To get married at 25
- give birth at 26.

But hey, that's not the life that i want, and also not the life my mum want me to lead, if that's what she want she don't need to make her life so hard and insist that i complete my degree. That's not my father want for me either. If not he will not insist to send my aunt to the U no matter how my grandparents forbid.

But i seems to have been blinded or fooled by stress to think of giving up my future.

I gotta be more confident to chase back what should belong to me.
Just come to realize that one of my school mate, he worked at PriceWaterHouse in Jakarta whereby he study his Uni in Batam, he can do it, why can't i?. That's the question that will be post back to me whenever i told my mum how envious i am to them. That's the form of motivation that my mum gives me.

I have been giving myself too much excuse for the poor result i scored. This is the last semester, no more excuse. Effort must be put in. Work no longer an excuse.



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