Kia Ora

For the first time ever in my life i stepped my foot in New Zeealand at 1.30pm on 2nd January 2008 and my new journey automatically begin. How do I describe my feeling that time?exited?no, I am not.Happy? not really actually.Afraid? Worry? yeah maybe that is more suitable. My responsibility as a daughter, as a muslim, as a student, as a MARA scholars, and Malaysian trully begin here. that is quit a lot. But I know deep inside that god had specially choose me because He know that I can manage it, and if He believe in me, why I myself must have doubt within me??

When I first entered the airport, I couldn't stop myself from looking around. Yeah, I do feel like 'jakun' but just let it be. This is my only chance to look around and see what others country have. I do agree with some of my friend who said that our airport are the best compared to others. They do look ok but it is quite small and look ordinary. Not like our KLIA, looking huge and sophisticated. But I do not have any pict to prove that, sorry. Still not in the mood of taking picture at that time. The most important step at the airport is going thru the immigration. I am scared and my mouth couldn't stop from selawat and any other ayat that I could remember at the moment, hoping that everything will be ok. I need to declared some, not some actually, most of the food I bring including 'ikan bilis', sardin, serunding and etc. From behind I could see my friend's food being thrown in the basket. And I become more afraid. Then my turn arrive, they open my bag and start checking. And alhamdulillah everything was ok. I asked my friend, what did they throw? sadly they said, "serunding". Ya Allah, kau telah selamatkan serunding mek. Terima kasih banyak Ya Allah. My heart couldn't stop from saying alhamdulillah, Thank You Allah. I am the only one who are save and I am grateful for that.

When all the process finished, the university representative came to say hello and welcome us to Auckland. They bring us to our new home which take about 20min from the airport, The Wellesley Student Apartment. I'll continue bout it in the next post, need to rush to class. see ya=)