I'm moving back home this week. Honestly, I actually ended up falling a little bit in love with Sackville. It's pretty and I loved walking down on the boardwalks and near the swans.

But life is going on. And I've decided not to broadcast what I'm up to as much for a bit because it's changing all the time. I've learned that I have commitment issues with making plans in general. As it is right now, I'm taking next year off again. I had decided on, applied, and got into art school ... but I had a bit of a panic attack and backed out. I just can't decide right now so I'm taking a year off to work and travel a bit. With that said - London is effectively back on. I'm not sure when yet, most likely October - December or a bit later, but a friend of mine and I are, as of now, moving to London for a few months next year. It's not a serious move. Just us and the bare essentials. We'll get part time jobs and travel and have a bit of fun, and then come back to Canada to sort out our lives then. And truthfully, I'm a lot happier about the prospects of that than I was about going straight back into school after this failure of a year.

But yes. London.

And in other news, BEING HUMAN. I finally got caught back up. And cried my eyes out. I am in love with Hal. That is all.