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I thought that sharing content would be premature as I have not reached the crest where I could say, “Yey, I have conquered the boulders and crossed the alps.” Tell me, how could I be of great influence when I am even hanging my very self on the precipice! Hang on. Like why! Next thing you know, you just want to tuck yourself in bed for days and days until you slowly pick up those positive chis again to move forward, or will you? Perhaps, this is the reason why I couldn’t start any article relative to my MBA studies. It’s one of those moments when you bet your entire life on something veritably germane, yet you end up taking an abominable result. I had also many retrogresses which steered me to apathy. You start navigating your ways but at the same time you don’t know which way you are going to sweep into – highway, freeway, expressway, or no way! It could probably be any way as what really matters is reaching the point of assembly. Innit? Probably even harder than GMAT, GRE and IELTS. Yes, coming to England with literally no relative or no one to cling on to really put me into tests. All those sombre juggles, ruffling applications, deranged exams and reviews, and stingy pulses to prepare myself for the big leap. Can you believe that? It finally happened after years and years of painstakingly working my way. I came to England 6 months ago to fulfil my dreams of getting a Master’s Degree in Business. The past months have been, let’s say, crazy and expectedly unexpected. My heart is thumping, and I can’t say no to her beat. My fingertips are restless to snick the keyboard. Merely, my brain is just itching to write something or anything. Then you can take a look at my inner bein’.
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The sitch, the circumstance got me thinkin’Īnd when you start blurting her – not the past but the presentĪbysmal. Though, at times, I cannot help but feel pain. Pinky swear, I want you to feel that I do really care. Vavavoom! Just like that, you got me there. Literally, like a seasoned handsome boondoggle. Diverted my attention.įelt like you’re too-good-to-be-true then Though I wish someday I can feel that warmthįeel that breath… that touch… that spark.Īvoided you at all costs.
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