Life in My New School

Assalamualaikum and hi everybody! It has been a real long time since I last updated my blog. More than a month, I suppose? This is because... I was transfered to a new school, yep. Sorry for not letting you guys know because I was in a rush. I only had two days to settle down everything. So I didn't have the chance to write a particular entry about transferring to that new shchool. My new school is located in Kelantan. A school in a rural place. It takes around an hour to reach at the school from my hometown which is in Pasir Mas. So yep. I'm not going back to Kuala Lumpur for the time being until September. I'm celebrating Eid Fitr at my hometown. Well yea, I have never celebrated raya in Kuala Lumpur even though I was born there. The feeling is different. So my parents are coming from KL to celebrate hari raya with me here.

Okay let's go back to our main topic. About my life in my new school. Frankly speaking, I thought I'd enjoy being in this school. I thought this school was different. I thought I'd have a lot of friends. But it's seriously not like what I expected. I'm not saying bad things about my new school, but yea this is more like my experience after spending a month in that school. The very first week was fine. I went well with the flow. The shocking truth is, I didn't get any kind of homesick. Maybe it's because I was a little too excited of being an sbpian. But entering the next weeks, I'd say, were painful. By then I knew how the students were. In that particular week, I started getting treated like sh*t. Seriously. I don't know why, maybe they just don't like new students. I guess it's one of the school nature. Honestly, I still don't get along well with the pioneers. Most of them are arrogant. Some are really good to me, and they treat me right. And yeah, most of my classmates aren't comfortable with my presence in their class. Sometimes I wonder what I do wrong. I feel like a total stranger (I really am a stranger to them). And... I did cry because of the way the people treated me. I felt like sh*t. I really felt like going back to my old school. But when I came to think of it, I guess it's a waste. Mom and Dad have spent a lot of money on me. If I went back to my old school, I'd have pissed them off. I don't want to break their heart. I know they want me to do best. So I gave a full thought about my decision. 

Somehow I'm still lucky because I still have friends. They are all new students like me. But I was the last one before this one girl from Pahang came and there will be no more new form four students. They are really kind to me. They are not like the others. They acknowledge my presence. They are my tutors. They'd teach me when I don't understand a thing about what the teacher is teaching. I love them so much! At least I'm not alone. At least I do have friends who accept me for who I am. And the best thing is, I FOUND MY SOULMATE!!! Hahaha XD Her name is Aina Anis. She's like my twin. We have the same interest and yeah the same way of thinking. That is what makes it easy for me to get along with her. She's my new best friend. She'd be there when I need her. She is the shoulder I cry on. She understands me really well. I'm very thankful for it. I'm happy I met her. Thank you so much Anis :') Besides her, I have this one lovely friend named Arifah. She's my dormmate, classmate and team mate. I love her so much! My life revolves around her. She's really nice to me. She treats me right, not like the others. She's one of the top twenty students. She's my tutor for every subject. Yea, she's freaking intelligent. I like being friends with her!!

Plus, the teachers are really nice. My class teachers are so awesome, escpecially my Add Maths teacher. I've never fallen asleep during his lesson because he has always got the funny jokes. I'm always looking forward to his class. Oh! And as for my international language, I took Japanese. Darn it, I was too excited when they said the school has Japanese lesson. Japanese is my favorite language since I'm freaking addicted to anime, j-drama, j-pop and anything that is related to Japan culture. I really enjoy learning Japanese. I can now read some Hiragana(s). Actually I have already learnt the alphabets but that was a long time ago so I kind of forgot. And for the first time in forever, I GOT THE CHANCE TO WEAR YUKATA!!! I had been dreaming about wearing one and the dream came true. Omg!! It was a really wonderful experience. When I first entered the class, I had to introduce myself in Japanese. Like seriously. It was fudging awkward. At first I wanted to say 'watashi wa yuki desu' but I said 'watashi wa syafiqah desu' instead. 'Yuki' is my japanese name which means snow. I like that name so much because it sounds cute.

So that's it. This is how my current life is. It's neither fun nor boring. Just a so-so. I'm actually having a hard time here. People here are such a pain in the neck. But I know I shouldn't give a single damn about them. The more I think about the way they treat me, the more I get hurt. So I'd better just shut up and do nothing. I'm always getting judged for every single thing I do. Well who cares anyway. I don't want to care about what the think about me. I am who I am. I've been really nice to you guys, but you guys treat me like rubbish. Sorry for my harsh words, but that's the truth. I'm tired of crying over useless things. I should move on. Yeah, Allah puts me here for a reason. So I gotta get used to it. I wish I could be a little stronger. I wish I had the strength to endure the pain. Okay that's all. I don't promise to write a new entry after this because I'm gonna be really busy.

Pray for my success, everyone. In shaa Allah.

Assalamualaikum wbt.