A new journey begins

It's 6.46 p.m. and I'm sitting at my desk, starring at my lappy, and listening to 'Sesuatu Janji' by Taufik Batisah.

Oh Allah..I'm nervous for tomorrow. It's been almost a month I'm in Manchester and my first class will commence tomorrow. I know I shouldn't be nervous. I've been going to my school since last three weeks for registration, orientation and materials preview sessions,but tomorrow will be different.

I'll be sitting in a classroom with new faces I've never met before.

I'm aiming to arrive early at school (to secure a seat in the front row or at least the second)

We'll be waiting for the arrival of our very first lecturer, keeping our eyes on the lecturer since his/ her first step into the class.

And we'll be listening to the lecture for 5 hours on the first day.

Will I be able to understand his/her slang? (the reason why I want to sit in the front row.)

I'm wondering with whom I'm gonna have my lunch. Sobbsss..

And how is it like performing prayers in a prayer room with other men?

That's all my expectations and wonders (or should I say worries?) for tomorrow.

Iron my shirt? Done!

Iron my scarf? No need. :p

P/S: Alhamdulillah, I had the chance to visit Liverpool yesterday. It was like a dream come true and I already miss the city. Will update more about the visit in my next post.