One of those memory lane things

I think it'll be nice to do a blog post about my life in Asasi in the last 53 days.

A record to remind me of who and where I was, and with whom and how I spent my prime years.

Maybe I will miss this phase, even envy it or resent it. 

But like most of things, only time can tell. 

                                                    

A momentary stop

I haven't been writing for so long, as in, you know, thoughts, events and useless stuff like this. All I did for nearly one year here in Asasi is writing academic essays, "essay" yeah right,  more like vomiting the words nearly or exactly like in the textbook. Bulimic learning.

Now, now, don't start whining. There's like 55 days more until I'm no longer a foundation student. Semester 3 past by breezily, err, definitely it isn't easy, but I prefer to think that if the universe throw any shit at me, I can handle it, in fact I can scoop the filth and flung it to an unsuspecting victim. Just saying, I don't know how is it possible for anyone to write a long post. Or maybe I'm just too rusty, that my cog and gears just won't turn as it usually does. *sad face* lah sangat.

    Like a boss, padahal tidur tadi, huks 

Aih, sedapnya Aida tidur

 

Syamim, one of the hardworking gals

Look at us bosses waiting for agriculture class to start

Sarah, love her utara accent