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Salam.

#nowplaying konayuki piano version.  Stop. It’s not twitter. It’s blogspot.

It’s really reminiscing me all the memories I had when browse back all the pictures. The years spend in the school, the days, the conflicts, the moments. It had really taught me many things about life and how to endure it. I still remembered the first day I started my lower high school, full of spirit since it was the first wearing the light blue uniform. Sigh* . Then I realized, it wasn’t easy. Getting older, wiser and think a lot. Not about the studies only, but also the things surrounded us. Getting to get know me, myself. Time by time I started to think about the responsibles I carried then. Producing good result (nah, it was not good since these days there are many other great student out there), i decided to move on to gain the new experience and started the new phase of life. The boarding school. Not only that, it was my first time studying in school that was not ‘all-girl’ schooled. And yeah, I was not having that cultural shock like most people used to say. Well, I could say that I could adapt myself easily in new environment. Except for my studies. I preferred myself studying not in a boarding school. Sigh* again. It had already past. And just let it pass. Now, getting older and wiser, furthered my studies, getting new friends, new environment. It’s all about the phases of life. And slowly, I learned many things. Too many.  And I shall be learning more.  

20 years- a month and seventeen days to go. InsyaAllah.

she'll be returning to egypt.