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College of Mara Kulim Part 2

    Assalamualaikum and good morning. It's been a long time since I've posted something on the net. Now I'm going to write the second part about my college. Continue, I've met various kinds of friends that are good. I've made a pack called 'Dahsyat' during this Ramadhan. Dahsyat consists of me, Alif Zakwan, Adrian or Ad, and Syakir. At the orientation, I've made my name. People would know me but I don't half of them at that time. People would go, " Hey Redha, " or " Yo! Red! " or " Redha!!! " and in my mind, I would go, " Hey... who are you again? " or " Yo... my man??? " or " Bro!!! ". i've played my part during the orientation. Presented myself to people. Who am I and how I am. When the class started, I was submitted to a class called U. Then, they had some new students came in and I had to move to N class. Officially, a N class student. The teachers are friendly and yet helpful to me or us. They are not like the universities lecturers or teachers. They are the kind of teachers who wants to help not to let us be just like that. One week after our orientation came in the new students. The other programs students. The MPKM and the UMK students. They had their orientation. Just like us but different a little bit. Okay now I've got to go. I'm using the computer in the library. I was searching the biography of Liam Neeson just now and I had a feeling to post something in my blog. So there you go. Now I've got to go. The Dahsyat are waving their hands at me. Assalamualaikum and good day.

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