In 10 years time..

I have been sick since last Friday. Started with sorethroat then flu, and getting the fever last Sunday. But alhamdulillah I think my condition is getting better. Maybe with the exam stress and all, I didnt able to fully concentrate on my studies. Some of you might wonder why am I so free to drop by here and write / update my blog. To be honest, when I'm stress, I write more! haha. nah, quite a good medium to express or spill everything sometimes don't you think? :)

Well, I promised something to a cousin that I'd do this just for her. She's sooo far far away from us and miss her loads and now I have to write about where I see myself in 10 years! ;)

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In 10 years time..I'll be 30 years old young. hihi. I hope to have started a good, promising career in science industry by then InsyaAllah. and frankly speaking in any organisation which allows me to help others through my line of work and it kinda entails some sort of humanitarian because it's not just about 'me, me, me' all the way eh? Maybe this is influenced by my last Cambodia Project.

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In 10 years time..who knows, I could be married with a kid or 2? HAHAHA. Well, I know one thing is for sure. As much as I LOVE LOVE LOVE children, I don't think it's good idea to have them unless I'm with a man who will be an awesome Dad, leader and good provider for the future family. It's the best for every children to live in a stable, happy home where both parents can get along synergistically. To be honest, these days that is a lot to ask for, apparently.

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In 10 years time... I want to finally settle down in a country. Yes, cukuplah. just one country because I'm getting pretty tired of figuring out where I belong. It could be Malaysia, it could be somewhere else. I'll leave that one a mystery for now.

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In 10 years time... insyaAllah I'll be able to look back and say that I made some pretty good choices in life. 

p/s: If you could be in front of the Ka’abah every single day to ask for God’s forgiveness / blessings, would that be enough to make you happy for the rest of your life? Or would you still want more?