Yesterday I woke up in my little single bed back in my old room at my parent's house. It was so surreal because it was exactly the same as how I'd left it in April. It's really strange when you live abroad and you come back home as you have to adapt to everything again. For example, it's really strange listening to the real British accent and not have to be prepared to speak in Portuguese or . So I basically have to let my guard down. After a few days I'll get used to it.
Any who, yesterday I headed to the hairdressers and got re-weaved. I'm feeling better about my life now and I am ready to face the London life today! I'm off to my old office for a catch up then meeting a friend for a bit of West End therapy :) Life is good right now!