Summer Class & Tragic Night

University Hall Building

Last Monday was the first day of my summer course. I couldn't believe that a lot of people were taking summer course as i saw many people in campus. I was taking communication studies and psychology as my elective subjects. The communication studies was the first class on Monday and it was interesting as I got the chance to learn something new rather than engineering skill. My prof, Dr.Savage was able to speak in Malay as he was married to Malaysian. His Malay pronunciation was very good and that's really impressed me. He just told to the class that in Malay, there were no tenses like past tense. He gave an example of "Saya Berjalan" and "I Walked". Not just that, he also gave the example for plural things in Malay such as "Girls" in English but "Perempuan-Perempuan" in Malay. He said that you just needed to repeat the word twice to show the things were plural in Malay and the class suddenly burst out laughing. Haha i know that they might think that the language was so weird but yet quite simple. And the prof also said that "shafferina" was a nice name=p Haha thanks prof as my name is given by my beloved mama:) I took another subject which was Psychology Studies and it was quite interesting to know more about human's thinking and feeling. The class was big and yet full of students. I love the class as the lectures are quite short and simple, thus I could go back early and didn't have to wait till almost 10pm. I finished my class at about 8.00pm and it was still bright outside as it was like 6.00pm in Malaysia. Day is usually longer than night for summer season. That's a little bit story about my first class=)

~ Move on to the scariest moment in my life ~

After the class, my friend and i went to William Coffee Pub to have some food for the dinner. I was having French Onion Soup and it tasted good with bread. We had talk like in Mamak's stall in Malaysia..sharing our problems and gossiping=p Then i went to my friend's house which was a walking distance from the campus. I stayed there for a while and finally had to go back home and the watch showed it was 1 am. I admitted that it was quite scary to walk home alone during night especially a girl. But I have to. By the time i was walking across the school near my house, i heard men voices just like they were talking. I thought it might come from the playground opposite the school but it was so dark over there and i couldn't see anything. I felt like i want to go back to my friend house but i realized that i shouldn't turn back as it clearly showed my scariness. So, i decided to continue walking. And suddenly I heard they were shouting,

"Hey sexy babe!"

Huh only God know what I feel at that time. All the bad things that were possible to happen are all in my mind at that time. I was alone and there were no people around that area if I really need help. I was wearing long sleeve cardigan with long jeans..and it was not sexy at all okay! I tried to pretend cool and walked fast but only me knew how quick my heart was beating. I heard they were talking to each other again and then they remained silent. I just prayed in my heart that God will save me. And alhamdulillah there was a car passed by and i felt much relief. Finally I reached my home and that was my last time in my lifetime to walk alone during the night. I'm not daring anymore and feel so grateful as I reached home safely.

Dear Diaries,