After two weeks and three days at UM, finally found the time and most important the place to buy the wi-fi code..
How is everyone?
Minggu Haluansiswa ( orientation week ) of residential college was physical torturing.
I had a great faculty orientation week. Tat will be my best orientation so far..
The first time I learn to dance. Romantic dance.
Pyjamas nite, good seniors..
Sweet buddy ( buddies )..
Nice coursemates.
Everyone is good here..
One bad senior though…quek fang fang.. wahahahhahaha…
Kidding kidding…
My room mate is a Muarian. Bizad student.
Lectures make me sleepy. Notes and books read me, not I read them.
I understand nothing. Except hubungan etnik and perhaps English class.
I wondered, did I enter into the wrong faculty?
But then again, I have no choice but to continue.
Haven get back home since 29/6.
Mum phones me everyday, makes me hoping to hear her voice everyday.
Bad habit.
First visit to clinic, long waiting time. 1 hour. Is not tat bad after all.
What can I expect from a university clinic?
She said, “ nobody can snatch from me the memories, I can think all I want, of cos without tear drops.” She is the first person who tell me this. I am really grateful. Because most people would tell me tats a wrong thing to do.
Occasionally, I feel lonely. Although I am busy with all sorts of stuff.
Food here is so so only. I prevent taking chicken meat as I can. Eat more vege.
I want to eat fish!!!!!
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