回家

Once again, I find myself sitting on my bed in front of a semi-empty room filled with boxes and bags of stuff that belong to a mixture of my friends, prepping myself physically and mentally to embark on a 17-hour flight back to Malaysia the next day. But this time, I have to say that leaving doesn’t sound so enticing anymore. This time, I feel the reluctance a little bit more now.

Rumin said that if I feel reluctant to go home, it can only mean that Manchester has also become a home to me. And she’s right. It has.

This year, my second year of uni, honestly whizzed past in a flash. They say time flies when you’re having fun, or when you’re busy, and for me, it was a combination of both. From the very beginning of my second year, I was determined to make this year a fulfilling one, by filling it up with anything and everything that I could lay my figurative hands upon. And as a result, I was constantly busy, while having fun with my friends at the same time.

Which led to: this. This is it. This is the Settling Down I’d wished so hard for during the whole of my first year. And it’s kind of a shame that I only just realised this at the end of my second year when I only have a year left here. Just when things are really starting to take off, the end of it all looms imminently. Always. It’s always been like this.

But what else is there to do but to be even more determined to make my last year the best one?

Thanks for a great ride this year, Manchester. I’ll see you in a bit.