The 6th semester will draw its curtain soon and honestly, it only felt like I've only started the semester a week ago. A lot has changed over the years in my university life, and it changed for the better. I've actually gained and learned a lot from this semester itself, particularly the value of life. There are a lot of things I've seen over the course of the poverty project and I am very thankful for the blessings that I am living in right now. One might live in a dilapidated home, one might live in a hut, one might live without access to water and electricity, and yet all of them have one thing in common; they have always welcomed us with smiles even though deep inside them it's all misery hoping for a better living condition. I really respect and admire their strength on living life having to work odd jobs for 10 hours a day and seven days a week just to make ends meet for their families. Yet, I'm still complaining on the pile of assignments that I have to do when it's only sitting and googling for information for which it could be done in 2 hours. This is the part of me that I have to improve on, complaining on workload.

The best way to end this semester was when the Vice Chancellor himself patted you on the back and congratulated you for the job well done on the poverty project. Alhamdulillah. It's good to know that the hard work we've put on was well paid off. :)