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Tough love; 2k15

       2015 has been one of those years that shifted very fast for me. Ending the particularly long period of foundation in CFS, starting life as a degree student with the UNGS phase, finally enrolling into medical school and keeping up with the motivations that often takes a wrong turn. Oh well, let's not go there.          Throughout this year I have learnt that when you're at the lowest point of your life, NOTHING will ever bring you out of it but God and should you ever turn your back to Him, there is no hope. So long as you rely on Him, there is hope and in the end it is hope that helps you to persevere. 
       I learnt that family is the most important institution in this world; that distance may separates physical but can't separate hearts. I am so thankful for being born in this family and I pray that our hearts will still be united even in Hereafter. 
       I learnt that friends are best kept when they are able to tolerate as much as you do to them. Friendship is a two way communication, it needs effort from two or more people. Remember to always reflect on the many good things they have done for you instead of rooting for that one mistake. Afterall, no humans are capable of being perfect. We will always err.
      I learnt that passion can go a long way even when your mind and body is exhausted. It reminds you why you're here in the first place, why you have to try your best and why matte lipstick makes your lips dry like Sahara desert (lol why am I writing that). 
       Whatever happens in 2015 stay there, we can only take lessons and hope that we become wiser with each year. Here's to taking more chances, making more decisions, buying more matte lipstick and passing exams and minitests ! Toodles ♥
     

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