Awwww....inspiring,..,you have fine girls as friends o.,..heheheheh....
You know, on the journey, its our memories, that defines us.

Someone told me once that if he ran the race, its the prize at the end that determines his success and i said he was wrong....the life lessons you've learnt, the friends you've made, the tears you've cried, the hands you've held, the ones you fought, loved and had to leave, including the food you ate, not forgetting the burnt indomie too. All that adds up to the success.

Success is a progressive realization of a worthy ideal.

I pray you finish strong and your scars and bruises become emblems of respect and dignity.