well, i feel like a mess. the flight was a chaos of faces noise and anxiety. baggage claim and customs is always a bitch. got home and found a couple on my floor. *sigh* such is the reality of shared housing. they were nice enough to let me have my room back though so i unpacked and crashed for a couple of hours.
ten weeks is a pretty long time away from home if you're not used to pushing your boundaries. my travel journal is full of boredom dotted with insightful bullshit, but it's too early to reflect on anything. uni starts in a few hours and final year: it's almost ridiculous that i'm a final year med student already... but i still have a few hours of holidays left, so that'll have to sort itself out. all the friends that i haven't seen for ages, well they will have to wait awhile too because i'm too tired to be of any use in a semi-spirited conversation.
well, i suppose this means i have some time for myself, at last.
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