I’m still adapting to this whole new environment. From whole
new big room to a little space to be shared with the other three. From the
classroom complete with projectors and airconds to the old classrooms here
(some are creepy). From the same >400 students to thousands of new faces
everyday. From just within a building to go to the next class but here it’s so
far from each other.
The brothers here are different too. Gambang’s are better to
me. I’m sorry I know I can’t make simply make assumption and generalize them
but let me finish my rants. I want my life back in Gambang again T_T
I miss everything there. My crazy roommates (although two of
them are here but I want everyone, sounds selfish I know), my very friendly and
adorable lecturers, our own port in the library, I miss Ezra Café’s friendly
workers and that very polite brother that made the best iced Neslo in the world. I miss to chat with Cik Mah and tease Pakcik Kasmirin. I miss Gambang’s
serenity and tranquility. I miss the comfort; how near is the musolla and
although we have to share the reading room with the bros I’m still okay with it
and I really think it is one of the good way to actually learn and apply ikhtilat when it comes to sharing between
bros and sis.
Okay enough, there’s voice inside me keeps telling me to be
grateful. Others don’t even have the chances to study. You’re a human you can’t
have everything you wanted. This is your last sem of your foundation. Please
finish this game with a victory. Now that I’m at PJ, it is much nearer to home,
and I have Along and Kakak here in KL. This may be a starting for you to be a
real student; all these hardships and struggles (including finding the classes
LOL).
It’s okay Rara, when you read this months later you must be
laugh on how fragile you were. It’s okay, you’ll be fine InsyaAllah :)
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