So it’s been almost a week and a few days since I got back from the States, and every day I ask myself the following question:

“What made me come back?”

Living abroad in some peace and quiet always beats the things I have to deal with back home.  Like today for example, I was having Fitour at Grandma’s as our usual tradition but I am thinking of suggesting to Grams to make it on Thursday rather than Saturday as it is quite hectic that day.  And the kids were running around and yelling and all I was doing was yelling at them to either be quiet or go inside and play since it is really really loud!  I developed a headache and seriously I just can’t take kids noise again.

My work life, I’m back to being the Joker around the Branch, I seriously have mastered mostly all of the positions except two and those I don’t know maybe soon I’d master them too.  I feel that I did gain all that experience but in the end it’s going to be pointless as I am not that interested in this field that I’m in.  I am waiting until March next year and then making my move.  Well I already started searching around.  Purg I might be taking you up on your suggestion, just finding myself a location there.

I miss blogging, I miss finding my old blogging self I feel that I burned out recently and it’s not fun at all I want to go back to being FUN!