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Bismillahirahmanirrahim. Born in 1997 and grew up in a Malay-language-speaking family in sub-urban area in Sandakan Sabah called Kampung Muhibbah. In 2001, we move to  a new neighbourhood area I used to live till right now, Tinosa 2. I entered kindergarten in 2003 at Kampung Muhibbah and moved to Sk. Sg Anib III in 2004 and later I entered SM. Convent St Cecilia Secondary School in 2010 and completed my secondary education in 2014. I could still remember vividly how my interest towards English began. In 2004, My twinnies elder sister who just complete their STPM and achieved a good result in their examination especially in their MUET. I was frankly do not know what is MUET exactly that time and all I know just to play around. What make me more wonder, they never speak In Bahasa whenever they talked each other except with my parents. But in 2012,  I was 15 years old. But Still very "stupid" with english Subject. All I knew that time those basic words; ' Hello, hi, mo

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Peace Be Upon You to all the readers and i hope you guys are all in fine. today, smoochie have to post an over 5 years ago story-made by own. just hope you guys like it. Once upon a time there was a daughter complained to her father that her life was miserable and that she didn’t know how she was going to make it. She was tired of fighting and struggling all the time. It seemed just as one problem solved, another one soon followed.                                  Her father, a chef and took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and placed each on high fire. Once the three pots began to boil, he placed potatoes in the first pot, eggs in the second pot and ground coffee beans in the third pot. He then let them sit and boil, without saying a word to his daughter. The daughter moaned and impatiently waited and wondering what her father was doing.                            After twenty minutes he turned off the burners. He took the pot