UTP
Being in UTP was honestly a great experience. I loved the surroundings, I loved the IRC and I loved the mosque. I met a group of people who made my moments there fun. Wifi everywhere, LAN in my room, clean toilets, it's honestly an environment where I would love to stay at. Except the fact that it's located in a forest and I had no car. Being in there, I felt as if I had no connection to the outside world. Even with the internet. If there was a war going on, I wouldn't know. Or it may have just been me. I might have disconnected myself. I didn't keep track of the days or even the dates. This one time, a friend of mine went "Asma, UTP's in Malaysia." because I didn't realise that it was already Friday. I went to the MAS activities, went back to my hostel, showered, slept, woke up, to the surau, MAS activities again and it just kept on repeating and repeating. I went along with everything. However, what I realised was that every single d