ok, so i am not that enthusiastic to go... the whole day i fret... keep whining to everyone i came across with... keep telling them how i hate to go to the (&*%%#^ course.... when the clock hit 1.00pm, i started my car, following my friend... we arrived quite early, had our prayer and then rushed to the room as the session has started... since it is the first day, it is forgiven, but we were told that next time the minutes of tardiness will be counted and will be deducted from the 480 hours~ oh dear... we need to go for at least 456hours... so we sat there, feeling wronged... during house keeping, the teachers bombarded the 'pemantau' with questions,... many things were revealed except our marks... :-( we all really want to know our mark but they just wont revealed it... anyhow, the session started.. out trainer named Fatemeh, an Iranian... the activities are indeed nice! i managed to make a new friend whom was posted the same year with me, same age with same birth mo...
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