Actually i dun really remember what had happen during the orientation week..... all i know are.... wake up early, with the moral talk in early 4am morning....then... sport, LDK activities, when have a gap in between all the programmes... all of the students had to go bek hostel to get a quick change in clothes....haha..... queue for the bathroom.... i'm not queue for the bathroom.... coz.... try to save my time to rest.... i sleep in room... haha.... then i take bath late at nite bout 2am like that....... i'm a sleep pig.... coz.... during the morning moral talk... i sleep..... and sleep.... wahaha.... i sat like a turtle that time... coz all the student sat at the floor... so.... impossible laying down on the floor.... so ... i think u can imagine how i sleep without letting anyone know.... haha....back to the identity card topic.... haha.... that morning ... i sat down... preparing to sleep at the hall.. the morning talk is bout to start.... ... i found that my temporary matric card GONE~~~~.. i step out to tell a lecturer... and the lecturer look so serious.... he asked:" is this yours?".... yeah... its mine... then... he asked to wait...he took out his wallet.....i thought he gonna fine me... i was so scared that time.......haha... guess wat... he took out my identity card... ahhaha......
the orientation week ended was the happiest thing .....and start our lectures... tutorial.... everything.....everything start to settle down n me get used to life there......
Goin to lectures... sure is the new exprience for everyone .... having class with 200++ people... wow...... tutorial.... 20++person only... wat a big different......after lectures.... got tutorial.... after all this.. got exam, semester exam, mid-semester exam... until one year life passed juz like that.... no enaf money to eat... unfininshed homework.... breaking the rules....eating maggi for weeks....haha... all just memories... all the friends, tutorial's, lecture's fren..... seem like a dream........all the lecturers...... Mr. Edward, Miss jenny, Miss Siti, .... etc... all the tears n laugh....... wat curved deep inside me... is the laughter that 3.21 left in that room... 3.21 is the special room where laughter is the most, tears is the least, recieve complains everyday....."3.21 too noisy"... we left the memory there hoping the juniors will feel the happiness we had before.....
we left 3.21, block B karisma, kml,labuan with tears n hugs... hoping that we can turn bek time to appreciate all the people beside us..... but no... is juz a dream n memories..... 3.21..... all the best in the future......i miss kml 05/06.... laughter of 3.21 rocks the block B....... i love u all.....
crazy oledi dis people.....
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