JYSim for jobless-yokel Sim

From the moment I board MH095 yesterday I have this feeling that everything is still the same like that of before I left. The in-flight safety demo is still the good old one I watched 3 years ago on my trip to China. The cabin announcement is still the typical ‘for the interest of safety, please keep your seatbelt fastened whenever you’re in your seats’ and when we touchdown in KL it is still the same o’l ‘please be reminded that drug trafficking in Malaysia carries mandatory death sentence according to the Dangerous Drugs Act of 1974′, ‘you cannot use any mobile devices and cellular phones until you’re inside the terminal building’.
On my flight back to Penang, the MAS stewardesses and stewards still perform the safety demo live, and still not losing their graceful touch when showing the escape routes. The same cups still serves the same orange juice or milo, and the same old 737s will still groan whenever they make a 90 degree turn on the taxiway.
Back home, the TV is still 21 inches, and 8TV is still blur-blur despite it been launched ages ago. Our study area is still hot in the afternoons, and in the evenings the afternoon heat lingers inside, giving off a scent of the sun. My bedroom is still as peaceful with its white linen curtains. My sister’s rabbit is still there hopping about. My Italian flag is still hanging on the wall and my favourite cups are still on the shelves, as if untouched over the past 4 months.
My Dad handed me my Motorola, and it was there and then that I realised how heavy and bulky it was. Nevertheless, it was a good phone considering i got it free from my Dad’s credit card points. My old SMSes are still there, and it’s very touching seeing those dated on September - all the blessings sent to be moments before I left. There had been no semester all the while. It is as though time had come to a standstill when I left and now time is moving forward again when I’m back. Everything is about almost just the same as it had been.
Even now as I’m typing this sentence into our 5-year-old computer, the silent rotation sound of the CPU fan is stil the same. The 6 o’clock sun illuminates everything golden - one thing never to be observed in Taiwan especially during winter.
On my bed yesterday, the feeling of being at home came rushing back. My bed did not disappoint me after all, it was still as I imagined. I slept for 9 straight hours today, and now i’m rather worried that the weight i lost in Taiwan would soon come chasing after me.
One thing that breaks the illusion is our CD collection. Over this semester, my sister added Josh Groban’s Awake into our collection, and I brought home Pavarotti and Schindler’s List - both never to be had in our house.
Chatting with my Taiwan friends yesterday, I felt that it isn’t bad after all for me to use english (my server does not support chinese input system). I realized that we can still communicate rather effectively and in fact English opened up a lot of doors for us. But still, the 44 Streamyx package is still too slow for my liking - after being exposed to the limitless speed of my school’s broadband.
The next thing I’ll do over these days are to go to GSC in search for the ‘cinema feeling’ and to shop for new year clothing before they get too expensive for poor Jun Yi.

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