of balkoni and nyamuk.

i'm writing this while sitting at the balcony of my hostel while clapping the mozzies away.

oh life in IPBA is always that great!

i am back in Malaysia. for good. and it has been one month now.

i left my heart in Sydney. including my soul, and probably my happiness and i hope that i could go back and get them back.

i seriously miss everything in Sydney. The life, the uni, the people, the friends whom i hold very close to my heart, the opera house and the harbour bridge. EVERYTHING.

*warning : this entry might be a bit melancholic or syahdu sket. yaa amppuuuun!*


For the past two years, i've learnt the meaning of friendship, independence, hardship, and the beautiful horizons that lies beneath what eyes could see. i learn to see beauty in every simple things, i found fun and craziness in simple ordinary things , i learn to be more passionate with my friends, telling them how beautiful they are (and how handsome some of them are. hehe) and feeling the joy of telling other people the beauty of my religion and so many more things that is hard for me to type it down. * i might cry*

And the very thing that i miss of all is DRAMAC . It is my family, my home, my comfort zone, my teacher, my companions and my life in Sydney. They are a bunch of great people that made my life in Sydney a memorable one, the one that i will remember till i die. eheh.

i'm not gonna bore u guys with my sad sappy i-miss-my-friends-story.

i now promise myself that i wold try to keep my log updated regularly provided that the internet in this college tak shilake kan?

till then,

lots of loving,
Nisa xoxo