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8/6/2023 - Mimi’s Diary

 I've been hanging out in the LAS room for almost six months now, and I don't really know what to do next.


I feel like I don't want to share with people anymore because I've reached a limit in my relationships. A limit of interference and overexposure.


I regret not doing more things earlier, like studying abroad. I don't understand how, as someone who's always in the middle of the swimming pool, I have to spend so much time catching up with those at the top instead of practicing to achieve things that are more suitable for me.


Today, I registered for an account to apply for a master's program in the Netherlands. Actually, I dream big. I want to get an EM scholarship, I want to study at top schools, etc., but it will require a lot of time and focus. I'm still waiting for information from AAS, even though I know I'll be rejected from the preliminary round. I even applied for MAECI.


I'm still practicing my writing, feeling optimistic. Practice makes perfect. In addition, I have new perspectives on speaking. Maybe I need to focus more on questions from others and I need to react quickly. I'm naturally slow to react, haha.


Only a few more days until I say goodbye to the LAS room. I still need to move on, improve myself, skills, to earn more money, to prepare for studying abroad.


To earn money, I have to work hard. I need to sell better, focus on promoting my tailoring shop. Try to get a high IELTS score to train others.


Oh, from tomorrow, I'll pay attention to people's conversations to take notes and find the style of everyday speaking.


Alright, I'm going to bed now.

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