You know how a week or so ago the internet at home crashed out? Well that has happened again. Only this time, my handy internet-fixing BMB is not going to be back until next Monday night, earliest.

This has ruined my life.

That sounds dramatic, but it has got to the point where I can’t stand being here any more. That is not to say that I am homesick. I just don’t want to be here. It is so much mental and emotional effort to always be happy in front of the family, and to come out with comprehensible Arabic and French. And I am worried about two someones who are important in my life, one who is having a tough time, and one who is quite ill. I wish I could be home for them.

This pleases me however. It’s on a loop, so don’t expect anything more to happen.

Also, internet being down, I can’t talk to those important people. Or blog. So I’m sat at school, doing those two things, and school is again, the last place I want to be. Don’t worry though, I’ll perk up, because I am a person made mostly of sunshine. S’all good.