So, my life in fall had been great and as it neared towards the end I panicked a little as I often did. Indeed this fall to me was the moment to be remembered. This might be the last fall I'll ever have in the US even though I have plan to further my grad study here later on (or maybe in Canada). But life can be a bit unpredictable sometimes. All my life, I've come to learn to not expecting too much from something I expect will be coming. Most of the time, it's always something I'm not expecting coming to me. And it makes my life sweeter that way. When I was a little kid, I never thought that I would leave home and stayed in the boarding school, never thought of being able to study abroad, never thought of moving to Kedah after spending my whole life in Johore and the list goes on.

Fall this time had been emotional for me. Within these two months alone, I had sent off three good friends of mine who had to fly back to Malaysia for good. Pujen cried quite badly on the day we sent her off at the airport and I wept shamelessly when I sent Dilin off. While for Amy, she burst into tears when our car slowly leaving Troy for Rochester after wishing Fariza our final goodbye. Sad because we didn't know if our paths will ever cross again. People don't just meet, they leave too. And every time we meet someone, it happens for a reason which we could barely understand until they leave us.

Before all these emotional departures took place, I had a chance attending a wonderful AlMaghrib class in Virginia together with Dilin, Fariza and Azie. We're taught about the names and attributes of Allah and how by knowing the beauty of His names and attributes can bring us closer to Him. My only disappointment was that I didn't understand Arabic even the basic to really get the best out of this class. Luckily Dilin was there to offer me her little help. I'm so glad that I've learned a great deal from this class. Some of them were totally unknown to me until I attended the class and all were things that I should have known a long time ago. To top it all off, we learn about the need of having sincere love in our heart.

Memang dahsyat la malam nih. Gamat abis rumah kitorang dibuatnya. Kepala sampai naik pening tengok peluru bersimpang-siur depan mata. Bom pon meletup tak agak-agak. Darah...ooo. Yes, it was that scary. Tambah lagi dengan jeritan kitorang yang sure kalau sesape dengar boleh jadik partially deaf. Naseb baik Campus safety tak datang sound kitorang. By 2 am, mata kitorang dah merah-merah, dada rasa sesak and tekak pon naik kering sebab asyik jerit-jerit. I know it sounds so exaggerating. Hahaaa!! Tu ler harunyer kalau main Call of Duty kat Wii. Boleh sakit jiwa dibuatnyer main straight a few hours. Nasib baik Amy yang main, aku bagi moral support jek walaupun tak membantu. War games are so not my cup of tea and I thought Prince of Persia was better tapi lagi kurengggg rupernye. I don't know why they make it so hard for people to play it even though I was playing the easiest level of the game. No sufficient clues were given and the not-so-charming prince started to acting weird because he was so depressed he couldn't find the way out. Sometimes, he tried to commit suicide himself. Hopefully, Amy tak return game tuh lagik sebab aku tak puas ati naper Prince tu loser sangat kali nih uhuhu. Tapi best ler jugak main games sekali-sekala after dah bertahun-tahun lamanya tak main. But I hope, I won't get easily addicted to games (huaaaa janganla!!! Dah tanak dahh!!!) because addiction is so so EVIL. Okay, now it's time to get a really good rest after torturing my soul by watching that horrendous war game.