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30 DAYS OF DEEP AND RANDOM QUESTIONS (a series)

 Day 14

"What's something that has happened in your life that you can never forget?"


Currently on my 28th year, and I have experience and been through a lot of moments that I could never forget. But that one moment that I could never forget happened on the afternoon of December 7th. And seeing the results of the licensure exam with my name on the list, soldifying my place as a licensed professional.

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