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*aging*

i presume that children are accustom to the word 'auntie' for female older than them and do not look like a kid.
i've been addressed auntie so much that it doesn't bother me anymore.
it's nearing the 2nd month on my job and i'm starting to feel that i need to move on to a greener pasture...
in actuality, i still wanna hang on to this job, no matter if i am gonna pursue my studies or get a better job.
i like my work now because:
- i like children,
- it is pretty simple,
- i like the environment,
- my colleagues are fine.

~

indecisiveness possessed in me and i wonder which area of studies i should go into next year.
sometimes i just hate me.

~

feeling pretty pleasant lately.
just like any girl, i like to play princess.

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