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A Bit Phrasing for Dania - My College Life

"Good Listeners are Scarce to Find."


Actually this post is kind of my 'curhat' session.

Frankly, I am kinda mournful because the girl that took mirror selfie next to me decide to forlough until the 5th semester, whereas I'll finish my study in 6th semester.

Isn't that a really long time? Of course it is. She'll gonna back to JIA when I am almost completing my study in JIA. Yeah, because I take diploma degree.

By the way her real name is Dania. She has no full name a.k.a "Dania" only. I call her "Bomi", because she fonds of Yoon Bo Mi (Apink Member). Lol. Dania has tendency of acting slightly silly when she get eyes contact with her man crush by chance. Lol

Behind of those all, behind the hilarious things she utteranced. Dania and I have several similiarities.

Especially we have been through every bulky problem in life. The problem that we've been through it's not only about love life. Love life isn't more that complicated than trying how to be independent woman that struggling to deprive our burden in life. She holds the key of evidence that I've been passed so many hard times in life.

Yep, Dania is my good listener. She is one of my loyal pal when I deal with the unstable crisis of financial.

Despite I feel so sad, but I shall give her support to be valiant of facing any hardship. I know exactly, her decision is the bestest for ber future. At least, Dania is braver than me because she's showing the courage of enduring the risks.

I am sure, I believe she'll be big enough and also become a superb hard worker.

Bear up, mate! Keep stay in patient. Allah loves us eternally.

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