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Thursday, September 22, 2011

Finally graduated, well technically i graduated on aug 27, but i decide to wait till i have obtained my certification first before announcing.
The feeling of achieving is amazing and addictivie, kinda dont know why i choose to fail the years through out my early teens when its pretty shitty.
Couldnt lift my head high, teachers picking on you, predicting your "future" with their colored spectacles.

Preparation for my portfolio.
One of the most intense day of my life.
But i like what i do, standing from 9 to 5pm dealing with hair and make up products.
Kinda make you feel important and good... damn good!
Then i rushed home for elections.
The government is indeed good at choosing dates.


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