end of this sem...today is my last paper that is maharat al-kitabah. in english we call Writing Skill.
it was a little bit tricky but i think i can do it, and get A insya Allah..as the time passed..it ran too fast, and of course, every encounter, farewell will take part. the farewell must be so sad as we had gone through our life here for 1 year together. yeah, most of us taking short sem, so we are not going to see each other in second year, still but rarely. yeah a-2-7 is my dorm's name, i like it, coz i like seven..i got 7a in spm, my DOB is 7 august, and many more as i can't remember. my DMF (dormmate forever) are hell awesome..there are too many attributes as i cannot describe by words. but i think i can't ever forget them for entire of my life..especially sab, kinah, insyirah, ada...yeah we are different in our skills, i mean i'm taking arabic while others none of like me.feel grateful as i was sent here to meet this kind of people..really interesting right?
yeah, my mom is always telling me that, you are going to grow up bigger and bigger, i mean matured or adult.
soon you have to mix around and adapt a variety of culture and different background of others. that's true mom! i'm facing that..and sometimes it funs n sometimes it really hurts me..but that is we call life. you have to survive in a weird forest, facing strangers..in the same time, you have to build your own faith, destiny, future..if you're strong, you will success, the forest will be your second home, the strangers become your true friends, but if not...the forest remain weird, spooky even more, and the strangers are very terrifying..
so take it or live it..?
life is fake..chill out ~
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