Updates.

I don’t know what to say.. I haven’t written much of actual substance lately.

Brooke goes home in 7 days. I don’t know how I feel about that. Simultanously relieved and upset, I think.

I’m trying to decide when I want to head home. I can’t decide. Every ounce of my being wants to be home, yet a huge chunk of me doesn’t want to leave the UK so soon.

Also trying to decide what I want to do at uni when I come home. That’s a decision I don’t want to have to make.

Work is still good. Not AS good though. Half of our team has been moved into the other room - including the hot rower -(although they’ve been replaced with some slightly less awesome people), and our awesome manager Paul has had to sit across the office with another group of new starters. We still chat when we can, and he did say that he was sad we didn’t get to sit and chat all day anymore. He’s started calling me ‘Oz’. I think I should start calling him ‘Whinging Pom.’ I think he just likes calling me Oz, but today I was sitting with the team when he walked in, and instead of acknowledging the whole team, he just yelled across the room, ‘How you doing, Oz?’. Made me smile anyway.

I’m feeling a little flu-ey. Felt like shit all night, and then took some cold and flu meds, and then felt better. I should feel good about this - the medicine made me feel better! But I don’t. Because the medicine made me feel better, it makes me even more convinced that I’m actually getting sick. Which I really can’t afford right now. I suppose the medicine could have had a placebo effect. Maybe. Still. Blahhhhh.

I miss my car. Especially on those freezing mornings.

I hate the fact that it got dark before I even left work at 5.30pm.

I love that the abbreviation for Seasonal Affective Disorder (the winter blues) is ‘SAD’.

In the past two days I’ve spoken to my mum, dad, and my brother on the phone for at least an hour each. My brother is coming to York in 3 weeks. I miss my family.

Yeah, yeah, the postcards are on their way. We’re experiencing a postal strike, you know!

It’s sleeptime.