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The hilly NUS

This week I've been really enjoying going to school. Although I'm so far behind my readings, while I'm slowly catching them up, I've been really loving every minute of the time spent in school. Ok, don't start looking at me weird already. But these days are those days when I truly appreciate the campus lifestyle. But I guess I'll just yak about today. I went to french tutorial, had a nice debate over issues, and an after catch-up session at the deck with nicolas and amey (people who are truly enthusiastic about the language really, lol) and then headed to a project meeting which spells fun because things always end up in laughter, travelled to science with minqi and having nice conversations all the time, went for psychology tutorial and seeing tabby and melissa who happened to be my partners in crime for making noises in class. At the end of the day, met up with nuurun to congregate with the rest of the muslim cohort for a nice iftar (breaking fast session) at pgp. It was a very nice feeling because seeing that Muslims, regardless of their nationality or race, made an effort to come together for this event (ok, not that i'm the organiser). There were 300 people who came and although I know very very very very very very very few people there, it was impossible not to sense the togetherness vibe which was really pleasing. And to alvin and denise, I'm glad you guys came! I really feel that everyone should have a very open mind and to always acquire a sense of inquisitiveness to learn of other people's religion and culture, and not stay ignorant and to continue to seek knowledge. Anyway I was so happy to see fadiah and a few others too :D

This weekend calls for a lot of studying and catching up.

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