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People are growing up. They can identify themself as what they want to consider. As the way they build their ‘packaging’, it is simultaneously underlying the things that gonna work out. Meaning of themselves are represented in the process in which they always perform as human. Between the dialogue, the interactions, the ideas, the shared values, all of them are really engaged in the term of building an identity. They play a great role on making certain unique identity.

As time goes by, people always build certain mini plan of certain map of their life. I believe, everyone in this world, with their own worldview, look alike shaping their own world. Facing the facets, they are really brave in their own ways. Day by day, the obstacles make them stronger, mature and open- mind. As long as they can keep the good works, they can survive in this wild life.

Older someone, they get more values, more reflection of life episodes. The more people try to know what the meaning of their existence, the more they can get the answer. Frankly written, when people are getting older, the more they will look for the core purpose of their existence, they are good learner in this way.

I am one of those people. I am just like the other creatures. I am getting older and it does has a meaning for me. Meaning for all the aspects of life, love, and career. Puzzles or anigma of my life has began to be fulfilled properly. For me, the increse of age does not a big matter for someone to start something, even if it is a starting to know more about your religion, to be a good person, or may be to learn something beyond your expectation. It is all up to you. You are the architect your own life, so go with it.

So, i think in this label as a birthday girl, apparently a 20 year old girl. I didn’t intent to celebrate it as a precious day, but more intentionally be a worthy day of my life. At least for me and also the people around me. I love them, i appreciate them. My life would be uncomplete without all of you.



With love in every word...
:_) 

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