ASMA HAMID

The plan was to go on a picnic but everyone woke up around midday. Initially, we had food for the picnic but then the guys ate it all up. Ended up buying fast food from Medina and then headed to the Botanical Gardens where we ate and played something like dodge ball but not. The weather was wonderful, it wasn't too cold and it only drizzled for a while. I enjoyed my weekend and I wish that every weekend would be as fun but you can't get everything that you wish for. I don't know whether it's just me but I feel as if my daily interactions with people really isn't enough. But last weekend made up for all of it. Therefore, thank you for coming, homies. Lets have more meet ups soon!

Today was fun. So fun that I'm writing about it right before I end the day so I don't forget. We headed to King Edward VII Lower School for SMG. I became a ball magnet. A basketball bounced off my head caused by a guy who sings really well! He even held out his hand to rub my head but then retracted it. (insert sad face) I then went around the venue where I saw a frozen Hannah and Azri who thought I came to support him. I proceeded to cheer for Sani because who is Azri again? It was in the football pitch that I was then hit in the shin with a football. Some time during the day, a ping pong ball just somehow decided to fly at me.  As I was walking back to the main venue, Zubair called me from the court and I told him that I would meet him at the food place. Only problem was that his phone died so we ended up not being able to meet up at all! I had lunch with Fauzan and found a guy who seemed interested in SKY. Knowing that I wouldn't be able to attract him well

Have you ever written a post and then deleted it by accident? Because I just did. Part of me hates myself but I have a lot of time in my hands. At least, I'm convinced that I do. Whilst everybody here is studying, thinking, searching for inspiration on what to write in their essay and thesis. I'm here trying to recall the post that I deleted. I usually wouldn't stay in the diamond for more than half a day (excluding the EYH week) but I got out of my house very early this morning for a tutorial class which I could've just gone for a bit a later. I managed to convince my lazy ass that the earlier I leave the house, the more productive I'll be. Summing up today, I can say that it's partly true. Instead of sleeping, I actually did my tutorial during tutorial which is an improvement. Plus, I also managed to not sleep during the day.  Yesterday was Amir's birthday. We held a birthday party that wasn't very much like a birthday party. Nobody wanted to

It feels as if 'Week 2' was just last week. It isn't, however. Where did Week 3, Week 4, Week 5, ..., Week n go? Because now I'm back in Week 2. Week 2 of my second semester here in the University of Sheffield.  My first semester was amazingly crazy. I praised this place so much but in the end, I realised how much I miss being back in Malaysia. Maybe I was so used to how easy my life was. I had my family around me. I had a home to go back to every time I got tired of studying. I had car rides to just complain about life to my parents. I had home cooked food to indulge in when I felt like it. I was surrounded by love and attention. I had GEL to ensure that I'm always productive.  But it's no longer that easy here. The only home I could go back to is the room that I live alone in. The complaining sessions are short and only happens once a week (and that is only if both my parents and I are not occupied with events). Home cooked food involves frozen fo