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IM THE ONLY HUMAN BEING IN THE CAMPUS

 18 nov 2020, day 3 of semester 1 break (3 wiks)


The covid19 cases in my hometown, Klang is quite alarming. 100+ cases every single day has made Klang as one of the dangerous red zones in Malaysia. All of my friends from Terengganu, Kelantan, Perak and Pahang can happily go home but as for me, my father seemed that he wanted his daughter to survive alone in people's place and to do good. 

It's day 3 of the break, luckily i have my roomate to accompany me until next year, February for semester 2 registration day. There are 5 levels in each hostel building. My room is on level 4. Either you trust me or not but legit there are NO ONE except at level 4 and level 5. But there are like 4 rooms with human beings inside in total. 

Since my mom and my dad gave me no choice, i kinda excited to see how am i going to survive in this campus with no shops open, and only a cafe that close so early around 4 pm. I was quite sad seeing my friends wave me goodbyes day by day. 

Yesterday, i went to the stadium and had a good jog with Zulaikha, my roomate and Izyan, who took Islamic Revealed Knowledge course (IRK). I knew her from my French class amd she is so kind!! She prepared Zulaikha and i some food before she go back to Gombak. Another good things, i made a new mate though during our exercise at stadium. His name is Hazman and he studies Physical Sciences. At first he looked weird when we first asked him to take our picture. But then I can expect that he is somewhat a loving brother and someone who has a clear vision of life ahead 😂 (Hazman in case you have finally found this entry, pardon me im so glad to know you!) 

I asked him "are you going to stay here in the campus? " and he said " i guess, my mum didn't allowed me to go home so here i am". Zulaikha and i were very excited that WE SCREAMED SAME SAME SAME!! I felt a little bit relieved since i know that i am not alone here. 

And todayy, i saw his whatsapp status saying that he's going home soon. I know i should be happy for him but yeah now the squad is getting smaller ;( i wished him goodbyes and he said that we can still jog together at the stadium this afternoon. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha im sorry but everyone knows that i am a shy person i might else freezing at the middle of the field while talking to him. 🤣 so i chose to just keep in touch in WhatsApp. 

It's already 5 pm and we haven't had our breakfast. So we decided to eat at the cafe for it has been 5 days we only eat white bread and canned tuna day and night. It's the semester break everyone, so only A CAFE is open and brothers have to eat at sisters' place. 

I wore my favourite homies t shirt, coloured neon blue with pink and yellow hawaiian flowers covered with stripey black and white cardigan outside, with brown pants and classic tudung sarung. I ordered Nasi Goreng Kampung and oh man there were brothers coming and sat near our table. I didn't bother to see who and kept figuring out on how to finish my nasi goreng that can fill my stomach for 3 years. 😫

Now i am currently on my bed, reading some newspapers and truthuthutoot- Hazman texted me saying that "finally i saw you for the last time" 😂😂😂😂😂😂 NOW I KNOW WHO SAT BESIDE US JUST NOW. 

Hm i dont know but i hope that during this sem break, i should've make friends with all students who chose to stay at the campus  Waiting for my principal to announce a trip for us to Kuantan though. And looking forward for more memories with all these people. 


Have a good one everyone. I will survive and will have fun, papa &umi 😏🤪

Wallahuaklam. 


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