As-salam =)
It has been almost six months living outside the usual. To be honest, I learnt more about friendship this way, to see how people and myself react on some very unusual situations, like never happen before. It is quite tiring to have to move out and pack things all over again. But hey, I am flexible. As long as I don't hear complaints afterwards, it's fine by me.
Things I love the most about living here is, to go out whenever I desire. But, for the privacy parts, ZERO, like almost none. People go in and of of the bedroom to go to the toilet. Hey, really it's okay! It's just, I hate people sneak into my stuffs. You don't use ticket of 'classmate' to simply take a look at my stuffs. I may have some part of myself to where I put a border between you and me, because we are just a classmate, and happen to be only friends - not a close one. The border between you and me still thick and thickening. I tell to only people that I trust, and have potential to 'keep the mouth shut', and not complaining at all.
So, this is my blog. I tell only the truth. Deep down inside myself, I am quite happy to move in back to the hostel - to get the privacy back, even some part of me still struggling to accept it.
Be patient. Only a year away.