...what you see, is what you get~...

..By the name of Allah, the most gracious and the most merciful..





I dont really know how to define my day today, it was.. unpredictable..
we were really excited to go for jaulah to Cristchurch with our seniors and akhwat there. we prepared and pack our cloth as early as 6am in the morning. there were actually some conflicts occured before the departure pertaining to the coming back date which was so close to the starting of 2nd half of the semester.. but, after a lot of "discussion and reconsideration" over things..we decided to just go with the flow..

Today was quite an embarrassment..
why?? because, we were running kesana kemari to catch the bus that we thought we had missed.. suddenly, a pakcik that happen to be there (who apparently has been observing our peculiar behavior) told us that the bus was going to come back.. it was a great relief!!... Alhamdulillah.. maklumlah, that was our 1st tym experience using bus in Dunny..

when we were lining op for the bus, unaware of the sad fact that was waiting for us.. the driver, who was a young man(about 25, i think..) called us and said.. there was a problem with the tickets, they are invalid!! what to do! only 2 tix are valid, the seats were full..so other choice, 2 of us have to go first.. so, my beloved Kak T and Ja..appoint themselves, ready for the challenge..huhu~

i said to myself, no worry! there is something that can be done:)
we went to the counter to buy new tix, we paid..and then we discuss again about the journey (weird kan?? we suppose to discuss dlu before we bought the tix).. then, those kakaks said that they have to follow the schedule, consequently, they cant wait for us..it leaves us with 2 option
1. go straight to Neslon(6hrs from CHC)
2. cancel the tix

what came to me was, none of the options were favorable.. whatever la kan..

tired of thinking, stamping feet on the ground, dizzy with the unclear ideas on the future or chance of the journey.. we made our way to Grange st..

:::long story short...:::

we decided to go the next day, fortunately, one of the kakaks, whom our friends seem to be familiar with offer herself to wait for us.. *terharuu*

Alhamdulillah..
by the end of the dark tunnel..there is a light..
there will be ease after pain..

::moral of the story??::

Dear Dar, be in charge with ur own self, ur tix, ur journey, ur life
Dear Dar, please dont get panic easily.. remember, there is nothing better than this path..

last but not least, what u see is what u get..
if i perceive the situation as a problem, obstacles..then it will be so..
on the other hand, its a lesson..a meaningful lesson..

by the end of the day... here we are.. stranded in DUnedin, with nerds who favor library during this cold weather, pakciks and makciks.. the loyal occupant of lonely DUnny.. and our "persada president" who insist that he stayed to accompony Dunedin..(as if Dunedin wants him as a company :p)

rite... lets hope for a better day..insyaAllah^_^

::THE END::