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Every step we take

I am lacking of sleep. Jiayee just left Singapore this morning, and she left, for good :( Adieu my dearest friend, hope you'll settle in pretty well in Perth! For kpo people, no, I am not graduating yet. I bravely withdrew my graduation at the Dean's Office yesterday morning, not knowing what to expect this coming academic year. Ever since Monday morning, there's this mixture of looming fear and excitement that never seemed to go away. I am afraid of uncertainties. But a few awesome people told me to go for it, and to grab this opportunity. Yes, life is a learning experience. I have to face challenges head on. I just need to believe that I can do this.

Also, if you're wondering about my French international exam.. As I told those who asked me about it, it was pretty challenging and tough. I have this feeling that it might be difficult to pass, but in the event that I fail, at least I know I tried my best. I only came to realise from this particular event that it's really the journey that matters. Minus all the sighing I heaved throughout the mugging hours (as observed by shuqin), I really learnt a lot about the language. I think throughout the entire time I studied French, it was only recently that I began to see it in a much deeper sense. I was forced to read articles pertaining to the society, to environmental concerns, educational matters. It was good. I suddenly feel that during this phase, I slowly stepped up onto a more mature level of the language. And it was worth it because if I hadn't taken up this exam, I doubt I will ever force myself to experience the challenge of reading through difficult materials. And how can I ever forget the excellent company? I am proud to say that I have met gems while learning a language we all love. And it was all bearable with these people taking it with me, and for that, I did not leave Alliance Francaise feeling defeated (:

On top of that, I am also currently unemployed.

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