Another vacation has come to an end, and tomorrow at the not-so-bright-because-the-sun's-not-up-yet and early hour of 5am, I will leave my house yet again for another two months of intense learning fun. I wish that I could say that I'll miss being home, but I've come to equate it as a place of rest now, and that's not good because I'm a workaholic. My mum and I came to that conclusion while we were out driving. Apparently when I'm on break, I always get really bad headaches and I'm always really tired, but when I'm working, I feel just fine - well, of course I'm always somewhat sleepy, but that's understandable, as I don't get to sleep that much when I'm busy. I hope this doesn't mean I'll get ulcers when I'm older...