The first class that I have attended as the second semester starts is my class for Saturday. Since I’ve finished enrolling the day after, the time of my enrolled subjects are not fixed and I have to check it this coming week.
It’s been a long vacation. Starting this semester right was a good sign; hopefully my grades will also be consistent as what I’ve got last semester. I shouldn’t feel confident for this is another burst of effort to count of. I hope I can get through as well.
I have been assigned to report for the next meeting on this subject, the next meeting will be my friend. Wish I won’t encounter my first shock, it always happened on every first meeting or first presentation. I am getting so nervous that I can’t almost control the shaking of my knees. By the way, I shouldn’t think of it.
Well, as the class dismissed at 10 in the morning, we decided to go home. When we’re in the terminal, my friends from my previous saw me accidentally they’re going to Naujan. I decided to come to visit the burial of my friend’s mother. We came there at one in the afternoon. Acceptance and moving was not the right word for now. I think it will be much better to say that “we’re here as your friend, you can lean on us if you need to “
After, we decided to go to the park and have a little walk.
I got home at five in the afternoon and told to my mother where I went after class. She also felt sorry for my friend, she knew my friend.
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