Save the best for last?

Let's not go with that. Let's start with the best and hope for the very best as I share my journey of my dream came true with you guys. Let's begin.

Bismillah and Alhamdulillah for I am loaned one of the greatest, most understand and extremely loving mother. It is because of her, I get to have my dream came true. Staying in London, made me see the world, made me believe even more in myself. Being 21, coming to 22, I have to say I have lost a lot but  nonetheless, I have learnt a lot too.

I made my ways along London, I've lived, blended in and honestly learnt. Learn how to survive, how to be independent, how to make friends and how to appreciate. With her, coming over after my class ended probably made it a lot better. Why? She never got the chance to be in London or Paris before. Because of her sacrifice, sending me over, spending tons of money just to ensure that I am living my dream, she managed to achieve her dream to.

I feel like I felt a part of heaven when I shopped in Paris. All the shopping was cray2, the Eiffel tower was cray2, the fashion too! I won't deny that French women dress damn well. The men too but I personally think London men in their tailored suit, playing soccer in Green Park everywhere is just too WOW. You can never do that in Malaysia. You can never wear something nice and not sweat. I love the weather. I honestly would love to stay there.

Thank you, ma. Alhamdulillah.