September 01
I woke up really early that day, not sure if I was nervous or if it was just my biological clock putting up a show. I got up and drew the curtains, 6.30 AM and it is still pitch black. No way you'll ever see that in Sabah. Woke dad up when I went in the showers (No, I wasn't singing Taylor Swift) We both got up and left 30 minutes earlier that day.
Dad wanted to have breakfast first so we drove to somewhere around Arau and found this little chinese restaurant there. The food here is cheap. So much cheaper than it is in Sabah. Where can you get Kon Lo Mee for RM3.50 in Sabah? Breakfast ended really quick, it made a little sad. We drove further into Changlun where the main campus is and the GPS made us miss a junction and the next U-turn was a hundred years away. Just after we entered the main campus, my dad made comments about how hot Perlis is and that I should drink more water in the future so I wont't get sick easily. I nodded my head all the way to the parking until I felt something wet in my nose. Blood. Blood. Blood. On my registration day. Dad freaked out on me and made me lay down for a bit and then enhanced his 'drink more water' lecture. This time I couldn't nod so I just said ok ok ok ok ok. The bleeding stopped even before we got a parking because oh god this place is crowded. Everywhere, people roam. We got down and I walked confidently yet timidly towards the registration hall. The PPMS (the ones in charge of the MSK) ushered us to the right halls and to my surprise everything went pretty smoothly. Dad didn't have to go through it with me so he just waited outside bought me this really cute UniMAP keychain. Thanks daddy :3 After that, it was more driving. Lots more. To the hostel (Padang Besar) The closer we got to our destination, the heavier my heart sank. These guys here are quite efficient. We got there early and I got a good spot too. Second floor. Not bad. At least I don't have to climb so high up. The lift was very convenient for my broken luggage. It was 22kg or maybe even more and I made dad bring it upstairs for me (because he won't let me take it) I got to my room and there sat a lady on the bed so I took the other one. She talked about coming from Johor and then my roomate walked in. We become friends :) All this is faith. It doesn't end here. Dad insist we drive back to Kangar which is so far away, just to buy me a table and some electrical stuff. Guilty. Guilty daughter. My dad spent so much money on me and I felt really bad about it. He then sent me back up to the hostel and helped me put on the lock to my wardrobe, he even walked around the campus just to make sure I can survive in this place. He came back telling I can get water from the shop lots there and was my clothes down at the laundry room and had another look around the room. He then got up and was ready to leave. I waved him all the way to the car and tried so hard not to cry. No way am I going to make him feel bad for leaving me here. No way I'm going to let him think I'm not strong enough for this. He got on his car and I waved back at him for one last time and he drove off. I still didn't cry. I packed my stuff and talked to my roomie and then it was time for orientation. That night I saw eye candy and everything seemed a little less depressing.
September 2
Slept at 1AM trying to shower. We have 8 in a house and 2 bathrooms. I am not complaining. The other hostels have it worst. We here in Uniciti are the luckiest bunch. Woke up at 5,30AM and went down to the bustop for the 6.30 AM bus. The queue here is always LONG. So LONG you get fed up after a few times. The fed us breakfast and sent us to the Dewan 2020 in Kangar. Every bus trip we get last at least 30 minutes. At least. We were supposed to register, receive stuff, and a photo session for the matirx card. This three things took me from 8AM to 5PM because of the LONG LONG **** ASS LONG QUEUE. It was so boring that night. I forgot what they planned for us. I was too busy trying to stay awake. The lack of water and wifi didn't help.
September 3 /September 4
We were asked to swear to always be good kids here in UniMAP and I said sure. Why not? Other than that, it was more 'OMG I am so tired let me sleep' or 'OMG shut up already' until one night, we ere suppose to have a Moral Session where the muslim and non muslim got separated and it somehow turned into a Ko-K promo session. Mr Eye Candy. He was there and for the first time in that week. I stayed awake. Met Jeck's friend form Keningau and the three of us Sabahans rocked that night. What? 3? Oh. Didn't I tell you? Miss Jay was there with me.
September 5
No more 'just let me sleep' session. We went on a trip hooray. We visited a lot of places. But what really planted my roots to stay here was the Library in Pauh. So very beautiful. So very interesting. Nothing like I have ever seen. I am thinking of posting more stuff about the library in the near future. Bear with me. Hres a glimpse of the auditorium.
We had some more lectures that night when I was interupted by one PPMS. He ushered me upstairs and there were already a bunch of girls up there. Oh god. It was our coloured hair. Gee. I dyed my hair black okay? It's not like I'm asking it to fade or anything. I wasn't alone. Miss Jay was there with me. Some of the girls got into conflict with the PPMS and there was crying and a little shouting. I didn't want to get involve. They let us off the hook and made sure we sat somewhere the Canselor won't see us. Good choice. Miss Jay and I got to catch up the night because we were problematic U kids. I got on the bus back to Uniciti and received a messaged from my sister. She remembered my birthday and going through all that was- hard. I got sentimental and cried a little in the bus. My roomie saw me and gave me tissue. My other friends didn't see me. I didn't want them to.
September 6
Got back to the hostel pretty late. Took a bath. Dried my hair and collapsed. My gals her, to my surprise woke me and sang me a birthday song. I wanted to cry but I didn't. I wasn't trying to seem ungrateful but I just couldn't go through with it again. But gals really, you guys made my day. There was no cake, no candles but there was love and a sleepy me.
Went back to bed and left my roomie to clean up. #evilroomie Woke up just before we had to leave to the field. (Not paddy field) so, I got to break a Malaysian Book Record by joining in a human domino event. Sounds quite stupid I know but it was really fun. Everyone of us got a number. Not exactly what I expected but yeah-
Look I even spotted my birth date on this guy I don't even know. Sorry dude.
People Mountain People Sea.
Eye Candy was there too.
Here's a glimpse I guess :)
We were given brunch that day and everyone was hungry. I got on the bus and checked my phone. Eye Candy. My Eye Candy. Text me. He freaking text me. I knew from the start that it was roomie. She took into accounts the good things I said about Eye Candy and she made him send me a birthday message. It was nice. #laughs #taktaumalu I probably scared him shitless. Sorry, it was just a simple compliment.
The concert that night was nice. I had fun. Got back near 2AM and that was the end of my birthday.
September 7
Woke up at 6.30AM. Went back to bed. Woke up an hour later and I was late for the bus. I rushed down to catch the bus to church and luckily it was still there. I followed 3 seniors there and met a few more in the church too. It's been so long since I went to a proper mass and #phew I did it. I wasn't hard. Never fear conflict he say, just act like adults. The seniors are so damn nice I almost cried. One of them drove us down to breakfast and the other two gave us a tour around Kangar.
Food so cheap. I love it here.
People might think it's really sad to come to Perlis to study because there is just no entertainment around. However, that's not entirely true. This place is really nice. Shop lots. Some small cafes all within walking distance in the hostel.
It looks even better at night.
There's a first for everything. It's all about taking the first step :)
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