I am homesick, and I have yet to even leave my house. One would think that after three years in London, inclusive of settling down comfortably and finding amazing housemates and neighbours, that I would be at least prepared for the emotions ensuing the coming and going of home.

I think this is based on the anticipation that I will be feeling the same things I did before I came back home. It was exam time and yeah, of course I was slightly stressed (thank God it was only 'slightly' enough to motivate me to work hard), but the main issue was being devoid of communication with people that matter to me . It can definitely be said that it is a test of patience, of faith, of endurance, and of love. It is not easy, it is definitely the harder route. But in the end, it is a learning experience and learning is never easy.

I suppose I should just not think about it. I'll see how I feel tomorrow :(