This moment was bound to happen, where I would experience the fasting month away from home. Although I am a bit upset by the fact that I will not be with my family until 2 days before Hari Raya Aidilfitri, I feel blessed that I am able to spend Ramadhan here with my beloved comrades. At home, Mama would wake me up everyday for suhoor and my only purpose was to help set the table up while she cook. But here, the blinding rays from the lights that my roommates would turn on at 5 in the morning would be the call for me to prepare my own food. Then, I would get myself ready for class and my whole day would be filled up with doing assignments and school work. In the evening, going to the cafes and kiosks that we have here to buy food for break fast would be the activity that I look forward the most, I would gladly admit that is the climax of my day (LOL). Going for tarawih at the mosque is also one of my favorite activity in this holy month. Its already been a week into Ramadhan...