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Saturday, April 26, 2008
The Biology laboratory in Damansara Utama High School holds the greatest memories in every Pure Science student.
It's not the most high-tech place in the world. Yet it is hosted by the most humble Biology teacher I've ever known.
A woman of integrity and optimism. The author of the Bio text book. A mother and an excellent friend. The one inspired my dear friend, Ash to become a cardiologist.
A wonderful soul who sparks our interest in Biology every Tuesdays and Wednesdays
♥ Marianne ♥
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18
Female
Neurotic,
Chaotic,
Shopaholic
♥ Whispers ♥
