Days in November, an expansion

I love November.

I love how it sounds. The /n/, /v/, /m/ & /b/ sounds just pleasantly rolling off your tongue.

I love the weather in November. The rainy season has begun but it's not all wet all the time. There'll be a spot of sun but it's never too harsh to burn the skin.

Years ago, November meant that it's time to bury the books cos the school year is almost over and it's just play, play and more play time. Not too long ago, November meant that the school year is (still) almost over and it's time to discard the lesson plans and it's just play, play and more play time.

But November also makes me feel melancholic. I'll think of the friends I've lost touch with. Yanni & Xiuling from Crescent. Sharifah Ainal. Shu Jiun & Shamus from JJC. 

In the past, November also meant that I'll have all the time in the world to write letters to friends. I used to do that a lot. I enjoy writing letters and receiving replies. I enjoy sitting down for hours writing to them. I enjoy reading the replies and then writing back. And sometimes, when I'm too free, I'll read the letters I've received.

Then December comes.

December means that I'm finally free ftom the shackles of work but it also means the boring 'ol school life will start all over again soon. And by December, I will try to pack my days with as much activities as possible to ensure that I won't regret the passing of the holidays when January's here. There will be no time for melancholy. It'll be fun, fun and more fun all the way through. Until the middle of December, of course when (after I've started working), I realise that there's a lot of unfinished work and I'll try to squeeze in some work into my days and nights. No more melancholy; just wondering what on earth happened to my holidays?