One first step.
on this lovely saturday,
i'm in my comfy home &
i cant thank God more enough for that.
Uncle Jimmy gave me a ride as he and Aunt Cheryl were heading back to Kuantan too.
for durians i suppose haha
proud and alive to say,
i survived my first week of university's life.
it was an orientation week,
and it was as hectic as it can be.
basically i woke up between 4.30 to 4.50 in the morning because we have to gather at 5 sharp.
trust me, i was rushing like hell with my room mate when we realized it's 4.50 already lol
and then the night,
we practiced our house cheers from 10.30 till 12.30 midnight, almost everyday.
which means i have a window of only 4 hours to sleep.
and seniors told us that it is very normal for orientation week.
we didn't have time at all,
our schedule is so so tight, we eat asap, prepare ourselves asap,
i didn't even have time to call my mum nor reply any of my texts.
because by the time i reach my room,
i'm dead tired and i sleep within three seconds lol
everyday the PCs (seniors in charge) will guide us through loads of programs.
the pride of our university would be our DECTAR .
super huge auditorium and my senior told us it's the second largest hall among the local universities in Malaysia.
it's very comfortable with the air-cond so it's a very nice to sleep,
and i sleep there most of the time hehe
my university is so so big i really don't know how long would i take to finish exploring it.
hopefully soon lah haha
the distance between my house and faculty is so far,
that it takes an hour plus if i were to go on foot.
luckily there's bus service for us students haha
it wasn't fun at the beginning,
but as we, the first year students in my house and the PCs started to get to know each other,
things changed to be a lot better,
and i started to enjoy every second of our program,
except those talks and seminars lol
food was okay,
because i don't get the beauty of spiciness.
ate mostly fruits and bread.
fav drinks would be orange and milo hahaha
so, what do i feel.
mum says she misses me.
i miss her too.
in fact i miss home a lot.
but i do not have the time to think, or to miss home.
i'm so exhausted and lived everyday just because i need too.
following instructions and not knowing what to do or wondering what have i done everyday,
that's how i lived for the past 6 days.
i bathed in cold water, and i really can't take cold water.
before this week, for every single day, i bathed with hot water,
steamy hot water so it's difficult for me to adapt.
i hate bathing there because i'm scared of the cold.
and to me,
everything is still very unreal.
it's like attending a school camp,
that's why i can't feel much.
maybe i've been through lots of orientation,
and this one is just as same as the previous ones.
it's really like a school camp to me.
just now,
i stood in front of the mirror,
i looked at myself and i can't feel me.
it's like ' who is this in the mirror ? '
i really can't feel myself.
maybe i'm too tired,
or i just don't want to accept that the time has come,
for me.
so grateful that i can be home to spend half of these 2 days.
will be on my way back tomorrow.
and i can only manage to spend 24 hours at home.
and so i believe.
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