nilai oh nilai :(

I went to Nilai a few hours ago to register to my Mahallah and my room.


When I first went into my room, I was trying hard not to cry.




It's bad. It's really bad. In fact, I am trying really hard to find a redeeming factor about my new campus in Nilai. Maybe I'll find it in a couple of days. But for now, I'm really depressed about my new hostel. I'm back at my place for today because tomorrow is the day where we register our courses and the new semester really starts. I guess, in a way, it's a good thing I live in Kajang - just 20 minutes away from my new campus.

Can you believe that Kajang is my new refuge now?

I miss my PJ so badly! :( Oh god, I'm trying really hard not to burst into tears. Whoever - whoever - said that Nilai is great is either deluded or cruel - cruelly deluding me! :(

Ok, how bad is bad, you ask?

I can't really say with words. And even if I did, I think I won't quite capture how bad it truly is. Now, before you go and say, oh it's one of those whiny Atikah moments where she complains about everything, remember that I've never complained about the PJ campus. In fact, even from the beginning, I really loved that place. I listened to the other girls complain and grumble about PJ (even to the point of wishing HELP is magically situated in the middle of the campus. as if!), I just shrug. Can you imagine what they're going to say now?? Haha!! They're probably crying their eyes out right now!!

PJ is home-y. I don't know, I guess years and years of students come and go that it makes the place feels welcoming. The rooms though small (mine is lah) had curtains, study tables each and some even had carpets. The seniors left their 'artwork' on the walls - I read them in the dark at night. The restaurants and cafes are freaking fantastic! Which resulted in my weight gain lately. haha. And wherever you go, you will always always meet somebody you know, are friends with or recognize. It feels good to walk around PJ really. Plus, classes never took more than 2 minute trips even though it's all the way in SMAWP. Garh. Depressssssssing.



The first thing that comes in mind when it comes to Nilai is... shop-houses. Which is what they truly are. Oh my god, what the hell? How can I say with full gusto that I'm studying in an International University... when it is situated in shop-houses?? Seriously. Then, of course, the situation of the place is really horrible. There are construction dust everywhere. The place is bare, bare, bare. Concrete floors means I can never walk barefoot in my room. 20 people in one room means no privacy. And furnishing? What? What word is that??

We've got only basics. Pure basics. Nothing else. No curtains, carpets - pioneers lah nak katakan. There are speckles of paint on the walls - basics, you get me? It's like they don't give a damn how it looks like AT LEAST IT IS DONE. Lantak kamulah nak buat dia nampak home-y. We've got a lot of work to do for the next generation of unfortunate Arts students, people. And of course there is no shopping mall in sight or anything remotely interesting outside the compound unless you're the type of person who salivates at the sight of textile shops.

The blocks are really far away. In PJ where I can just hang out at a friend's room from another Mahallah, I think I will think twice in doing it here. And I don't know where the classes are! I think I saw this big yellow building far far far away but even then, I'm not so sure...

GARH, MOTIVATION WHERE ARE YOU?

Think positive think positive think positive!

One good thing is: I am soooo gonna be thinner by the end of next semester! I'm gonna bring out my Nikes again! :D And maybe, hopefully (in a sadistic way) the restaurants here won't be so delicious because then it would totally help! I LOVE PAIN. The fact that my room is on the third floor is already putting the plans into place. I just wanna get into shape before Gombak, you know? I mean, I have to look good in my jeans nanti in Gombak ;)



Nilai oh nilai, please be gentle with me. :(



Nasib baik duduk for satu semester je! ALHAMDULILLAH!!


- listening to Jack Johnson and Regina Spektor to calm myself down.