home again

I can't decide whether or not I'm glad to be home. Don't get me wrong, I missed everyone here like mad, but coming home made me realise how much I really do love it over there. It didn't help that the weather when I got home was hot and muggy - eurgh.

I am seriously thinking about applying for jobs in the UK. I have to do what's right for me, regardless of what anyone else (ie. my mother) thinks, and regardless of how much I'll miss my friends and family.

I have all these great plans and ideas, but nothing ever comes of them. This time I'm serious.