summer's return.

Summer has definitely hit English shores. As a fan of the sun I welcome this time of year yet it frustrates me just how ill equipped we are for this type of weather, even after all of these years. You would think that the country would be better prepared by now though I guess that no more than two weeks of intense heat per year makes preparation less economically viable.

I have now been back home for almost a week and though most friends are still off in their respective university cities, I've managed to find things with which to busy myself. Moving back into my bedroom took the best part of three days and even now, as I stand in the doorway, I wonder exactly how I even managed it. Eventually I was forced to unleash my ruthless side and I ended up throwing away two bin liners worth of clothes and quite a few old books. I'm a person that hates change of any description so I was sad to see them go but my bedroom hasn't really been properly organised since I was around 16 years old and was in desperate need of maturing. It's just nice to have a space of my own again.

Just as I had moved home on monday, I received a phone call from a job agency in Lincoln regarding a potential graduate management programme. Despite having moved home, I still showed interest as it is way too much of an opportunity to pass up. The recruiter emailed me to tell me that I was shortlisted but I haven't heard anything since. Fingers crossed - though I know it'll be a hassle moving back should I get it. I'm just thinking of the positive - at least it keeps life interesting right?