The First Night Back from Uni

It feels a little weird to be home. Haha. All of a sudden I’m back to the place where I used to be. I walk out of the airport where people gathered at the door welcoming whoever that they are waiting for and I contact my mom to drive up to pick me. Then we travel down the same old road to the same old area to my same old house.

I opened the same old gate, I am greeted by my same little cat and the same wagging of my dog, the same neighbourhood and the same old house. It is like I’m coming back from somewhere like so normal as if nothing has happened. Then I started studying my whole house.
Everything is still the same. I open the same old door to my room and suddenly my room feels so much smaller. Then I noticed that something is missing, lots of things are cleared from my table. The sewing machine is moved to my bro’s room to create more space. I opened every drawer, every cupboard to see its contents. It’s like, I don’t know how to describe. I am studying everything like what cats do when going to a new environment, circling the area before settling down.

Then I tried on some of my clothes that I didn’t had with me and found out, to my delight that they aren’t as tight as they were.  That means that I got a little thinner. “Some more to go!” I said to myself, determined to cut down some more weight. I switched on the air-con and continue to explore my room. I sneezed and started sniffing. Perhaps it’s the dust in the room. Then I felt tired and decided to sleep.

I cleared the bed and switched off the light. For a moment I enjoyed the glow-in-the-dark snowflakes that looked like stars without my spectacles. Then I tried to sleep. Suddenly I felt that my pillow is too soft, my bed is too soft and I don’t feel comfortable with the air-con. It just felt too cold, rather foreign. I am still sniffing with a blocked nose.

Then I decided. All I can do is switch off the air-con, switch on my lappy along with the City Harvest CD I bought and am listening to and bring my brother’s favourite mattress to my room again (I brought it to his room when clearing my bed before) and sleep on the floor. It’s not that soft this way. My back doesn’t feel comfortable with that bed which is too soft. And without the air-con, I switch on the fan. At first I set it to speed number 2. Then after that it still felt very uncomfortable, I turn it to speed number 1 which is the slowest.

Man, back before I left, I normally have my air-con on with the lowest degree and I hide in the covers. Now I can’t take it. Then I just realised how cool Sarawak is compared to West Malaysia. Malacca is the worst experience. I need to have the fan on at speed number 5 and I still wake up drenched in sweat every morning. No wonder West Malaysians tend to have the habit of having baths in the morning and before bed. Bathing before bed is to feel fresher and less sticky to have a more comfortable sleep.

For once Kampua didn’t settle my hunger for long. I had it in the car after coming down from the plane which is around 8.30pm. And now at 12 am I am really hungry again. So I had Maggie again. The other thing is the time difference. Lol. It’s true. In KL, I was “Trained” to sleep at around 1 and 2 am. Now that I want to sleep at 12am, I can’t. Sigh. Now is 1 am already and there’s not a hint of sleepiness. Maybe the sleep I had during flight caused it? But my eyes were kinda tired also just now. Sigh. I’ll just have to try. Oh no my dad’s home from long house dy.

And so, this is the first night back from university.