Adapt.

Still struggling in adapting to a brand new place with brand new rules and regulations. From a life full of freedom of basically everything, to a more strict and efficient guarded life. Few of my friends and I, as PASUM products we are, honestly are having a little tough time adapting. 

Our life has been too comfortable and yes, free before that being sent to a much secluded place left a sorta jailed feeling in our little pieces of hearts. But insyaAllah we'll get through it amin insyaAllah.

And as for studying, I think everything's going quite well alhamdulillah. Tough, but I think we can say we are well trained in that part. A bit intimidating that we've got to really carry our own selves for that matter. We've been too manja that everything was given hundred percently before. But insyaAllah I can do this amin!

Alhamdulillah classmates are all fun people. I can boldly admit that I kinda stand out in class for my loud voice. An the fact that I love to move about because sitting for hours suffocates! But nonetheless I hope I don't gain haters with how I act *worried* .

The monster steps of stairs. I could feel my leg muscles screaming contracting every time I almost reach the top. My oh my.

Oh well. Not yet the days of staying up late finishing tutorials or assignments and whatnot. But better start, even if it's reading one page per day. Bismillah hwaiting! Toodlooo~ 

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