So it's been a while since I'm not updating my blog . Not a while but it's almost a month I dont have any extra time to do my blog .
While I'm writing this , I'm actually at home , Pontian . I miss my home a lot and of course my hometown . I miss the whole scent of my room and the clouds of Pontian too . At palam , I only can see the greens , faculties and also stairs . It's almost 16 hours since I'm home , and there are only 17 hours left before I take a bus to palam back . To be sincere , I dont want to leave home . I'm not ready to say goodbyes to TV's programmes , my comfy bed and everything that I dont get in palam . I want to cry and cry .

Since tomorrow is 1st Ramadan , I think tomorrow will be the toughest day of  mine because I am sure that my mood will be ruined . As tomorrow , I will sahuur at home and break my fast at Palam or somewhere near there which can be simplified that I'm not gonna break my first day of fasting at home . I never feel that moment before and I'm not sure how tomorrow will be . I think I will cry while eating the dates . I will do tarawwih without Ayah and Irfan . I will sahuur the second day with my room mate , and not with my family . That will be the saddest moment for me to celebrate Ramadan this year . But well , Syiqa , you're stronger than what you thought  . 

So let's end up our story about tomorrow , actually I want to tell you about my story in palam after officially registered myself as a student there .

The first week at palam was very hectic . I was one of the students that registered on 1 June . So I'm one of the luckiest student that need to be oriented for almost 5 days . The orientation programs started as soon as the first wave student registered . About 3 pm , that programs started and starting from that day , all student need to wake up by 4 or 5 and sleep by 12 or 1 am . That orientation programs were actually interesting but during that time I had homesick a lot and gave up for a lot of times . I want to back home , crying while on call with mama and crying when I was on my way to bed . That week was really sad for me and I dont have any strength to continue the upcoming days . Me is so weird and I know it very well . During this first week , I've meet up a lot of new friends and they come from different state . The most funny moment for me was when I need to understand the different dialects of them . Sometime , I will misunderstood them . To celebrate my first week , my parents came and brought me back home . That MDS ended on Thursday . 

The next week came but It came with little bit comfort as I could sleep for about 6 to 8 hours . Yeah , during MDS my sleep time was only 2-4 hours . But that 's experienced though . That 2nd week , I've selected to be in a class of funny , genius and friendly students . That  is A10 . I think I'm in love with the number 10 and the letter A because both them bring happiness to me . 

-to be continued-

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