It has been a while since I last posted anything in my blog. I have been really busy with my degree and now I have a bit of free time to mention a lot of things happened.
After the Movement Control Order (MCO) was in force for the first time in March 2020, I was stuck in Tanjung Malim. I knew I could not take the risk of exposing myself to the virus if I ever wanted to go back to my hometown. It was very hard. I was not prepared for it. Some students were happy that the classes were cancelled but I was not sure I would be happy if I had to stay in my residential college.
As I was a member of the residential college student council, I was tasked with many designing lots of posters and infographics, including photography. I was in charge of those along side my partner, Aizat (everyone calls him Atos).
I am not sure now but every time I recalled about those days, I was very exhausted. A lot of procedures were made to send home the students who got stuck on campus. However, a student was indeed confirmed had contact with the virus when he/she landed at the airport. So the whole campus was under lockdown.
Besides, during that time, it was fasting month for the Muslims. What's becoming more unlucky was the cafeterias were closed and food only be available by retrieving them at the front gate of the campus. Even so, the meal time is all the way different for the Muslims and the non-Muslims. It was very, very tiring but if not us doing that for the sake of college residents, who will? We had been doing this for a month.
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| This is the meal we distributed for about 5 times everyday for more than a month. |
We were even asked to take swab test and PCR to clarify our status as not positive Covid-19 patient or carrier.
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| We were handling the procedures of sending the students back to their hometown. |
Well, the last trips were from Sarawak which is my homeland. Just us Sarawakians left. It was at the end of May at that time so quite fascinating that I was able to hold on since March. I thought the wait was over when I arrived Miri airport after departed from KLIA, but nope. We were quarantined again for another 14 days before I could go back to my hometown in Limbang. I would not blame them for being super careful but my mental state was not a peace as I had to reassure myself that this is going to be over soon.
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| Here I was quarantined for 14 days. |
It was not bad for the first week of quarantine. Got to stay in the hotel, free food, free WiFi and a whole room of two beds for me. The semester classes continued while I was still in quarantine. Such luck.
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| This is the room, although I forgot the room number it it was a 3 digit numbers that starts with 4. |
However, in the second week, the food starts to taste bland. No salt. Even they only provide us with only bottled drinking water. I need sugar too. I am young and need more energy not like old people who had their body metabolism slowed down. I was suffering because of this. Even the Char Kuey Tiaw is so bland and overcooked. I had very little appetite for the rest of the days until I finally got out of quarantine.
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| Miri airport. I guessed everyone embraced the new norms then. |
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| Just showing my flight ticket from Miri to Limbang and my extremely uncomfortable long hair. |
Lots and lots of SOP taken and I was getting tired of it as I landed in Limbang with the rest of students from Limbang too. It was nice that we were released because already undergone swab test and compulsory 14 days quarantine.
The first thing I got to do was eating Pezzo's pizzas as soon as I got into the car. My parents bought them for me because of how my meal at the hotel was horrible. I lost a lot of weight due to the MCO and the quarantine while everybody else gained weight. LOL.
The next day, I went for a haircut since barber shops and hair saloons were opened on 10th June, which I was still in the hotel at the time they were allowed to open.
I think that was all I can tell about my personal experience from my past year.
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