During the road trip, I try to enjoy the scenery of Abu Dhabi for the first time. But I was too tired. After we arrived, the taxi driver tried to trick us that we pay AED100. But we know how much is it really cost and my "dad" scold the driver. Anyway, I don't really pay attention to them. I just realized how hot and dry it is even though it's almost 8 in the evening. It's totally different from Malaysia. Then after the taxi driver was settled, we went to our home.
Our new home was cozy and cold. I have to wear a sweater because I'm not used to cold conditions. I've searched for my room, unpacked my stuff, and sleep. I was too tired. Maybe I'll explore some other things the next morning.
After 1 month, we were getting ready for Eid-Mubarak (Aidil-Fithri). I was looking forward for this day because it's my first time we celebrate Eid here. I thought it's gonna be fun. But, it was BORING !!!
We did the Eid prayer, then we went straight home because my 'dad's friends are coming. Then that's it. They don't even have the fireworks. But, the next day, we went to the Malaysian Embassy. There, I met a few Malaysians. We start to talk Malay of course. Most of them are engineers and pilots. I've met a few teenagers from my school and I befriended a few bachelors.
It's been two and a half month since I came here. I've been to the mall, I've met my 'dad's friends. I've been to Dubai. But I still didn't go to school because my residence visa wasn't finished yet.
So I just sit at home, surf the Internet and chat with my friends in Malaysia.
One day, 'dad' said that my visa has been confirmed. And I can go to school now. Yippee!( blaah!)
I feel excited and scared because I never went to any other school before. But I try not to be negative.
The first impression when I first came to school is, "WOW!". It's like, I've never been to school before. -.-
But, it's kinda new experience to me. I've met a new friend from a country that I've never heard before such as Sudan, UK, Belgium, Lebanon, Egypt, and others. I learn how to speak Arabic. I learn a new culture. Everyday I learn something new. I even learn how to swear in Arabic.
Sometimes, the school make a free movie in the evening. Which I always go and hang out with my friends.
Once, the school made a trip to the desert safari. Which is so cool! We ride the Dune Bashing, we ride a very freakin tall camel (and smelly too), sand-boarding, and at night, there's a belly dancer show. All of us enjoy it. Even the teachers. HAHA
But my friend, says that he didn't enjoy the desert. He always nagged, "I don't want to go to the desert again. There's a sand inside my 200 dirhams shoes!". I just laugh at him when he says that.
As time goes by, the finals exam is drawing near, and it's everything I fear. I study like I've never studied before in Malaysia. And at that time, my parents were fighting. Badly. And I dunno the results of my tests 'till now. They said that if someone fails, the school will call us. But I never received the call so, I'm assuming that I passed! YEA!!!
But 2 days before I went back to Malaysia, one of my friends ask me to help him in his studies. And I help him in biology, because I did well in that subject.
Then after that, I lost contact with him because I went to Malaysia. I think he went to Belgium.
So my life here was good early of the yaer because I'm migrating for the first time. My friends always said the same thing and questions:
- "WOW! You're living in another country?"
- "Let's switch side"
- "You're so lucky"
- "Dude! Take me with you"