Oy. This summer has been horribly wonderful. I have been spending the past eight weeks in the U.S. visiting my family and it has been a roller coaster of highs and lows. While I have been here I tried getting a job, but all the positions have been taken in the walking distance from my mum's house. I don't have a car so I spend all day every work day drawing, writing poetry and watching any TV show I find appealing. I have had the fortunate company of my best friend for life every once and a while, and my sister is always pleasant to be with. Its just hard because I miss home. My real home. With my own bedroom and not this guest bedroom that has a crib in it. Why did my sisters have to have children just when I realized I needed them the most? Why did this divorce have to spilt my soul in two? In one place I am scared to be myself and feeling like my family is just there to be someone to live with, and in the other I am left alone with my thoughts and nowhere close to my friends that I miss so much. At least today I discovered House comes back September 16th in the US. Thats always happy news. But for now, I am listening to the soundtrack of my life...Linkin Park's Hybrid Theory.