Guess who's back?

I am.


No more sighing and wishing and waiting and wanting.

The real me was on vacation for a bit and was thoroughly horrified by the state of my mind on return. A little spring cleaning happened last night and early this morning... It's time to stop being pathetic.

Reality check.

So. Abu Dhabi calls again, and I leave at 4:45 in the morning on Monday, the 25th. Not looking forward to being home, as usual, but nothing new there. The thought of spending two months with la familia in a city where I know no one is just plain depressing, of course, but let's try not to think about that.

Don't get me wrong - Abu Dhabi is a beautiful place to be, as long as you're not someone in your early twenties hanging out with your parents at the mall on a Friday evening. That's just sad.

*sigh*

In other news, I now (unofficially) have an M.Sc. - yay! Graduation is in June, and I'm hoping I can make it. I missed Glasgow. I miss walking down Buchanan Street and hearing bagpipes. I miss the warmth of the people and the madness that Saturday nights bring to city centre. I miss my friends.

I should be back in Bangalore in early July...can't wait. Hopefully it will be cooler by then and I can walk out of the house without feeling faint.

That's about it for now. Time to go pick out something to wear for tonight's dinner. I'm thinking black and slinky.