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Peepz it's me, remember?

I hope I haven't been away for too long.
and I do hope that you still remember me :D

Anyway, let me first say 'Happy New Year 2010'.
Wow, I cannot believe that it's already the second week of this new year. Time flies so fast!!

At this moment, I really wish that God would use the slow-motion mode to slow down the time. I enjoy my time so much in Indonesia. I have been to so many places. I spent so much time with my family (yet not too much with my friends - should do it these coming weeks). I have consumed so much food and beverages that I had wished to consume when i was in Holland. and now I hope that, at some points, time stops or slows down.

Sigh,...
As it would be impossible, let me share some thing more realistic. So,... remember the job I mentioned in the previous post (which I wrote some weeks ago)? I wrote that I got rejected and I would look for another job, right? Guess what, it was a misunderstanding! I didn't know how it could be possible, but I got invited for the second interview.

THANKS GOD!
I believe it's what people call miracle! Behold people, miracles still occur these days.

So, let me end this post by promising that i will write the full report of my trip to Indonesia this time by the time I get back to Holland, which is the 23rd of January.

Once again, Happy new year, all!

Comments

Yiayy nia is back...well, enjoy your holiday while you can and best of luck for your 2nd job interview :D

Miss you!

lotsa love from cold-weather country...

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