A Sort of Homecoming...

A car full of chavs with an airhorn, and an internet connection that's on the fritz. A sort of homecoming indeed.

Despite this, and the fact that my coach was delayed an hour, I got home yesterday evening in a reasonably good mood, if a little cold. The reason? On the coach home I had an epiphany, up until that point I was feeling about as down as is possible without falling through the floor, despite getting a new dog (in addition to the old one!) several things happened that managed to tick me off, majorly.

First of all was being emailed by one of my tutors, being told I had a whole project due in tomorrow (today). With 2 hours until my coach left I had to rush through it after a mild panic-attack, so it's not going to be amazing if anything. Will be surprised if I get anything more than a 2-2. Frankly I don't much care, I don't think I'll be here much longer if I can act on my epiphany and get support from my parents.

One last thing I mentioned previously, before I go on to explain my epiphany, Jake. Jake is our new three-legged Jack Russell-Whippet cross who we got from the rescue center on Saturday. He's missing his right front leg, we think from a car accident, but it doesn't seem to slow him down in any way shape or form; quite the opposite, he finds running easier than walking. He also really enjoys playing with a squeaky ball, and has a habit of dropping it at your foot, nudging it towards you and giving you the puppy dog eyes; until you have no choice but to throw or kick the ball for him to fetch. And then you're hooked.

Now, for the epiphany. For many people this will probably come way out of left field, as the Americans say, but I really, honestly believe that I want to teach English. Odd though it sounds, when I thought about it it's actually a very rewarding activity. What's more rewarding than teaching other people and having them share in your enthusiasm for something? And even if by the end of the English degree I don't want to be a teacher anymore, I still have a degree. That's a lot better than dropping out and getting a lousy 9-5 job, though that's going to be the next step in the meantime. Don't think I could motivate myself to go back to my Journalism course and stick with it.

So for some this epiphany will be a bad thing, as it's made up my mind about scrapping my Journo course quite early; well, very early since I only just got back here.

But to others this will be a good thing, it'll be people seeing me know exactly what I want to do now instead of just dropping out because I don't like the course, but with no real idea of what I'd do.

Regardless, only time will tell how this all turns out. I can see this week is going to be key in the next few years of my life. Let's just see how it goes, shall we?