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 Hello.

I'm Sarah. Most people will do self-introduction on their first blog post. I've been thinking that I should too. but honestly, I'm not really comfortable in expossing myself online :D 

In fact, I made this blog as an assignment from my IT teacher. Hi, Bu Kia :)

I am introvert yet I considered myself quite a good public speaker. I love to perform speech on many topics. I love how a good speech could influence others. I love to share and discuss good idea. I love storytelling too. I love how a story we delivered could inspire and touch others.

On that note, I will introduce myself not by telling you who I am. But share a story of things I like and got inspired by. Get to know me little by little as our conversation continues.



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