Bismillah..
Assalamualaikum..
The new semester has finally started. The first week will definitely not be as pack as the next weeks. Ouh my. Things are getting more difficult as the level gets higher. So far I have learn pretty much about Statistics and World Languages and Multilinguism. Alhamdulillah, having my lecturemates from foreign countries, and coincidently having the class as our minor courses and are from the same class from the previous minor course, I didn't expect to have accompanies at all. So, I'm not so bored sitting in the class listening to the lectures and all. Also, I found a friend from the same village of my mom's, so we communicate in our common language, that is Bahasa Melayu Sarawak. She said I sound cute speaking Sarawak Malay. I know, I don't really speak it out well, but then she said, "It's okay, now you have me to speak to!" ^_^" Alhamdulillah lucky me.
And of course, new year, new semester, new courses, new friends and new challenges. My first challenge of the semester has started. May Allah shows me and my other friends the right path and right thing to do to go through everything well and smooth, insyaAllah.
I believe this phrase is worth considered. Sometimes, we plan and tend to do something this way, but Allah has arranged everything to be that way. Eika advised me, whatever it is, Intan, don't we ever go against what our mom and dad says. And yes I have went against something my mom and dad said to me. Am I regretting?? Allahuakbar. He knows me the best. I think the phrase says all in my heart. Another challenge MashaaAllah.
Plus, experiencing an accident on the very first day of lecture is so inexpressible. How it feels like. Ouh dear. I thought I was dying. LOL. Nothing actually happened to me but the car. Injured pretty bad. To me it is bad. I shivered all along the way home. Felt like taking a break, wait until I can deal with myself, then only I continue my another 10 minutes journey to get home. As soon as I get home, I searched for an ice cream tab, and eat. And as soon as I had my Isya prayers performed, I slept very tight until morning. ^_^"
Last but not least, Eika my friend treated me twice. The first time, she brought me to Ivory, a place located just in front of my campus, but I actually never went to -_- pathetic. So she ordered 3 plates of rice, one each for her, me and Mai, steamed siakap, tomyam, kailan something, fried egg, chicken kerabu. I think even if my family and I, five of us ordered those dishes, we couldn't have finished them all. Yet that night, since Eika was treating, we must have them all finished. The second time, we had noodles prepared in claypots, at Tesco. Thank you Eika. May Allah bless you. And may your students pass in their SPM and STPM. (she is a tuition teacher and since she was paid for the teachings she has done, she considered to treat us). How nice. I like Eika's world. So independing. Allahuakbar.
She said she likes my world better and I said i liked her world better. That is the fitrah, human beings won't feel satisfied for ANYTHING they own. It has always been so. Oh Allah, help us chase away all the greediness in us. Make us grateful people.
Allah ma'a kum.
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