The End of School Holidays

Time at home always passes very fast. After a long anticipation of the two weeks holiday, now it is over. School reopens again tomorrow.

Today feels like the first day I arrive in this school again. I feel like a cry baby. I could burst into tears anytime.

The 5 hours drive here was mostly sad, thinking of the life after my two friends I made here leave for their new school back in their hometown on Tuesday. I am happy for them that they got their transfers, but at the same time feel sad for myself, that I will be quite lonely after this. One of them is my housemate. She was right. She was lonely when she was here three years ago. I might be feeling the same soon. As she is packing now, I also feel like going home. 

Time to stop this pessimistic thought. It has flooded my mind the whole day.

On the bright side, I thank God for these two friends, for guiding me when I just arrived in January. I walked with them to school and back from school. I eat with them at the canteen. I felt happy and joyful here the entire semester. I had someone to cook with and eat dinner with. I had company in the house, someone to chat with, someone to go for walks with, someone to go to the nearby shops with.

I wish them all the best and I will miss them...