The last few weeks have been really busy for me, filled with revision and exams (which are now finally over), short holidays, farewells, packing, visas and unpacking.

I'm now home from Uni for the holidays, I packed up and said my goodbyes to all my friends. It was weird, particularly as I probably won't see some of them for many years to come due to them studying abroad when I come back for my final year. I've been really lucky with the people on my corridor this year, I've lived with people whom I never previously thought I would get on with and on the whole we got on fairly well. I can only hope that I'll be as lucky next year.

Just before I left I received my certificate of eligibility for my visa and discovered that I had made a false assumption when buying my plane tickets for the second time. To me it seems logical that the certificate would put the date that I had to be in the country as the start of term, but oh no, not UCSB, instead it dates it from the start of classes, 5 days later. The result is that I have to change my plane tickets to 5 days later and am now unable to see my friend Juliana at all. Bastards.

On top of this applying for the visa has been an expensive nuisance, not only do they want to know information about me, but also about who I am staying with. Along with whether I have ever been a prostitute, a Nazi and/or had mental health problems. I'm surprised they didn't ask me whether I was a Muslim. It took me about 5 times to get all the information right and cost me $200 in visa fees, plus £1.20 a minute whilst I was making a (fairly long) phone call to get an appointment for a visa, where I will be finger printed. Studying abroad better be damn well worth it.