JYSim for jobless-yokel Sim

It’s strange how you can come home for your holiday instead of going away to some far and exotic places for summer or winter. I guess it’s something we’d have to face one day - leaving home. Home will eventually become something more or less like a holiday resort to us, at least for the next 10 years.
And if I’m eligible to comment on my holiday this time I’d say I’m having one of my best yet. I felt so reluctant of leaving from the first moment my plane landed in KL. In fact, since the start of the winter holidays I’d taught myself not to think of the near future (returning to Taiwan). I brainwashed myself that this winter holidays is as long as I’d wish and it’s almost never-ending (at least when you see March 2nd from January 23rd it’s a long time to go still). Little did I prepare myself for facing the end of the holidays and having to drag the baggage out again to be stuffed to its brim.
3 days back home my room had already shown signs of occupancy, as if I never left, and indeed I felt I never left before. It’s like living the idle days we had during January to May last year. The past 4 months of hardwork, sweat and struggle to adapt to a new environment was almost, if not completely, wept out of me. I gained back weight, but not to the point before I left, and I can speak almost perfect Manglish again. It’s as if I had never left.
However, I’m forced to face myself yesterday when my air ticket finally get confirmed after my cousin asked his friend who worked in MAS to ‘pull some strings’. February 28th and March 2nd, although only 2 days apart, seems quite distant to each other. Out of a sudden I felt I’m leaving soon - in less than a week’s time. In less than a week I’ll be back to my school starting yet another semester in my 7 years of medical education. I can still remember vividly what my Dad’s friend said to me when she picked me up from Taipei Main Railway Station - ‘well, 13 more semesters to go!’ Getting off another from the 13 semesters might not seem essentially a big deal, but I missed terribly how the words sound back then - I was ready and excited to go home, and those words were sparks of encouragement meaning nothing more than to ask me to study hard for many years to come. However, now it seems to me it’s more like ‘13 more semesters, you can make it through still?’
When I recall my holidays now, I can little remember what I did or how I felt during the past few days. Perhaps holidays are meant to be so - blank, relaxing and of empty spaces. It’s the idleness of the holidays that made you wanting more of it, not because of the hustle and bustle of it, at least for me.
As my holidays come to an end and as I say more and more ’see you in July, maybe’ to my friends, I felt again the feeling of sending off someone (though I’ve never sent anyone off yet for now). For the next few years our friendship will not experience any positive growth, no. Time and our distances between us as well as our pursuit of our own dreams does not allow it. It’s good enough we maintain our friendship as what we had all these years, and we always try to prevent it from going deficit.
I might not have a lot more ’see you again in (what month you prefer?)’ to say, and that’s why I truly treasure how my friends (you guys) are willing to spend time with me during my short stay back home. Thanks for the hospitality all these while and I promise I’d come home as often as I can, at least when much of you guys are still here.

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