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Arrived

After a long travel back to Malaysia, I finally arrived at my house around 5:30 AM, July 3rd. Then on the same day, my mother and I drove to Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (UKM) to meet with a professor (who is also the Timbalan Dekan). Upon meeting him, he asked about what happened. 

What surprised my mom is how nice he was (somehow living in the US made me expect everyone to be nice like that haha). He didn't ask too many questions, and he is being very simple and direct. Then he told us on the documents that I need to give him, and that's about it. He also said that the chances of me getting into UKM are okay, and he will help in any way possible. 

I am happy that I can take Mathematics course. My mom, she couldn't be any happier. I like it when Professor Shahidan said that Mathematics is the basic of almost everything, and the career opportunity is very broad. I have a few careers that I would like to try, but that can wait. For now, I really hope that I can be enrolled in UKM, taking Mathematics course. 

I am very happy that almost everyone around me is very supportive to me. My family and friends especially, never said anything like "you're a loser" or something. Thank you everyone, I am very thankful that all of you are very open-minded and very supportive. If you are in Malaysia, let's meet! If you are still in the States or not in Malaysia, let us meet again somewhere in the future. 

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